3rd April '09: (“even stevens”) Namibian has conjured up a little jewel recently - literary flair is simply thriving on tour. Between extended periods of gnawing on his knuckles, polishing his curved horns and fangs.. Oh sorry, I got carried away there - his tail doesn’t, in fact, thrash like a wild scorpion. Namibian doesn’t even have a tail. Anyway, in the lead-up to his anecdotal blog entry, I’ll just casually mention that I have easily accessible photos of him shirtless and sexy in the heat of last summer. I’m sure he’d hate these saucy stills to be exhibited on the blog, so I’ll just leave the threat hanging in case he really is planning to take up the metaphorical cudgels - and run me through like a blackguard - in his entry. As promised then,
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