A rough account of what I did with Emacs recently.
Beer, beer, talk talk talk, beer, beer, talk, beer, talk talk food beer, talk talk, walk (bar was threatening closure), beer, beer, talk beer, beer talk, walk (bar did close), walk walk, discovery of further lack of bars, Waider brutally and carelessly abandons Louise at Aston Quay, an act later attributed by Waider to "wow, I guess I had a few beers more than I realised".So now you know. I am, of course, very sorry, because I'm such a nice guy.
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