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But the waiver asks if you have even been arrested for drugs use or even suspicion of (because in the US you are guilty until innocent, like we all will be here soon)
Doc is having a go at me for having very high blood pressure that puts me at risk of stroke or heart attack. He says I’ve got cut down/out drinking and eating proper food. I won’t take the drugs he suggests (I hate taking pills). So he says that I should change my diet and life-style. Bit too busy to get into the regular exercise just yet but that will have to start soon.
I’ve got to do something serious because I plan to move over to the US and I have no plans of being sick over there!
After Tueday morning, I don't care what the doctor says. I've stayed off all of it for nearly two weeks. He can tell me I'm going to die, I don't care I'm 'aving a beer and a ruby.
I promise not to mention curry, chinese, kebabs, lager, Guinness, wine, pies, cakes or fish and chips again.
I especially won't mention any of them with a good sprinkling of sea salt and a giant knob of butter.
After Tueday morning, I don't care what the doctor says. I've stayed off all of it for nearly two weeks. He can tell me I'm going to die, I don't care I'm 'aving a beer and a ruby.
Standard have dropped since my day. Buck your ideas up Britain! I bet all those highly trained Eastern European and Indian mass murderers we have imported score well into double figures. They will have us for breakfast.
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