A penny for your thoughts, or else, or both.

I’ve gotten so paranoid lately that I lie under my bed at night praying that their isn’t an Alien in my bottom. Seriously, my housemate cooked Broad Beans a couple of weeks ago and I swear to God someone swapped my sphincter with a Tuba.

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Dear Syriza, please allow me the opportunity to indulge in some constructive criticism. . .

Please allow me a minute or two of your time. If you will.

I’m by no means a Politician, nor a particularly renowned Economist, nor an Expert in anything hugely relevant other than maybe a few subtle aspects of life which on the shop floor of society, I feel may have passed you by in your Political pursuits.

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Talking to rocks. . .

So, I haven’t written for a while, partly it’s because of frustration, and partly it’s also been because of the fear of being threatened and persecuted for exposing the truth about a sector of corruption within Greece which has almost become the norm.

As regulars may know, it’s been a baptism of fire for me since I came here but luckily I have thick skin and the sh*t’s all been going one way.

Now in retrospect, the name fckdupathens quite appropriate.

There’s no doubt to Greece being fckdup up, but as you’ll discover the more you go on, all the best things usually are. . .

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