[15:50:07] Joe Foster: Gillian has washed my passport again, I won’t be in on monday I need to go to Peterborough to get a new one in time to travel with Juanan to Utrecht.
[15:50:10] Joe Foster: huzzah
[15:50:24] Richard Cote: ROFL
[15:51:12] Richard Cote: Why do you insist in keeping your passport in your pants?
[15:51:24] Richard Cote: you’d think you’d know better by now :)
[15:51:28] Joe Foster: because I dont carry a hand bag like a woman
[15:51:53] Richard Cote: at the price of emergency passport replacement, you might want to invest in a man-purse :)
[15:52:24] Joe Foster: and destroy my million pound street cred?!!?
[15:52:35] Richard Cote: what street cred?
[15:52:44] Richard Cote: you’re as white bread as they come
[15:53:19] Richard Cote: hell, I’m old and fat and have more street cred than you do :)
[15:53:27] Joe Foster: sure…sure…
[15:53:38] Richard Cote: tattoos count for something :)
[15:54:30] Joe Foster: So does being in a band, and being a champion drinker.
[15:55:49] Richard Cote: I will grant you the band thing is cool
[15:56:01] Richard Cote: but is unfortunately cancelled out by your magic geekery
[15:56:33] Richard Cote: Comic-book-guy has no street cred.
[15:56:44] Joe Foster: I agree the magic counts against me, but it’s more than outweighed by my partying skills and general banter.
[15:57:31] Richard Cote: true, you’re not completely white bread. You can call yourself Hovis 50/50
[15:57:46] Joe Foster: I can accept that, granary is for noobs.
[15:57:56] Richard Cote: I shall henceforth refer to you as BOB
[15:58:23] Joe Foster: gah you sound like my parents
[15:58:31] Joe Foster: they never call me joe, always bob.
[15:58:45] Richard Cote: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
[15:58:58] Richard Cote: your parents rule :)
[15:59:08] Joe Foster: they kinda do.
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