A long, long time ago...
On 6th August 1992 I fell in love. Happy Anniversary, Mark.
Update: I've checked. Nine years (that's real years as opposed to 'gay years') is an official life sentence. You normally need to be convicted for multiple murder, actual bodily harm with menaces and/or even minor regicide for that kind of stretch. But I would happily 'go down' and stay at Her Majesty's Pleasure with my baby. Who needs time off for good behaviour, either? I have a cell mate who is also a soul mate.
overyourhead - some irreverent musings by a gay London guy - crawling though technology, love and life... so you don't have to.
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