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So I nearly didn’t make it to Dubai, which is another story entirely that is NOT EVEN FUNNY although it appears to crack up anyone who’s heard. It’s possible that any hilarity runoff derives from the subject’s stupidity rather than my witty narration underlined by dramatic hand gestures and a sock puppet.

Unfortunately it’ll have to wait until I return to The Zealand on Thursday, since I have a plane to catch. My palms are sweaty alreadgy.

As illustratred.

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Comments on: "Demonstration of sweaty palms" (5)

  1. MarkJ said:

    first!

  2. solartap said:

    Haha

    So here we have it MarkJ!

    Always with you and Niamh meeting in coffee shops and no doubt air kissing and other shenanigans… well, right this moment, Mrs.Jelly is sitting on my knee and we are playing pat-a-cakes.

    How do you like them apples?

  3. MarkJ said:

    heh… Did you ever see Jay and Silent Bob strike back ?

    Apple sauce bitch ! 🙂

  4. Cian said:

    It’s Thursday. Well it is in New Zealand anyway. Is it cruel to look forward to reading about your misfortunate incident(s)? Feck it – I’m looking forward to it either way. Hope the rest of your journey was less adventurous.

  5. MarkJ said:

    I fully expect to be on the receiving end of a phone call from NZ Customs to pay her bail – yet AGAIN!

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