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Published: April 7th 2006
Wa-Hey! Got the most fantastic email out of the blue from Dina Poo Shoes asking if I was still in Sydney and whether I fancied a meet up with her and Lenny Clown Boy while they were on their jolly hollies!
Within a couple of weeks they flew down from the Whit Sundays and moved into the Parrot and soon it was like the old Smart Human Logistic days in Herts - we were off out on our little adventures, getting into trouble and acting like crazy cats - rah!
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Saturday came along and we were off in search of some dance music, wandering past the strip joints, crack whores and dealers of Kings Cross when we came across Firefly, tucked away in the middle of the madness. The beats sounded good and phat, so we coughed up the $15 and dived in! It turned out to be a wicked little club, and soon we were plastered, dancing our tits off on the dance floor and stealing whole bottles of champers from trashed clubbered who weren't paying attention. Brilliant Night!
Guys, i love you!
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