Current SP and any other thoughts, page-2370

Dear Athena,

Your posts remind me of the time I trod in dog sh*t in Martin Place.

My day was going along quite nicely then suddenly there was squidgey feel & the most jacked up stench ever from what looked like a regurgatted small can of pal.

There was no escape, it was a Thursday & I was absolutely devastated in my newest Brog's . . . & all before short length leg suits to show your socks became cool . . . if you get me drift.

Martin Place is such a totally wrong place for dog sh*t to be & yet you walk your dog here every few days like a homeless mad guy (who was working in finance before the crash,) letting it eat from bins & sh*t on the pavement.

Everybody is looking at you wondering how it all went so wrong.

I'm sure you're a decent individual & I doubt this is really what you want for yourself. You don't need to be the mad guy. You're better than this.

I sincerely hope you do, but I'm not sure if you'll ever get over this gripe you have with BGS Holders.

If you can't, there's not much I can really do but politely ask you to:

Please just walk your dog somewhere else.