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The other day I was in Shenzhen with my Irish friend Jessica, whose
accent gets stuck in my head sometimes and I find myself saying things
like "half-seven" or "lift." Jess shared with me The Best Story Of Jess's
Life and it goes like this:

A few years ago, back in "Areland," there was some benefit concert or
other and Jess was at the supermarket. When she walked out of said
supermarket with her milk or whatever it was, who should she see, just
walking down the street, but Flavor Flav!

Jess, being Jess, said, "Hey Flava Flav, what time is it?"

And Flavor Flav, being Flavor Flav, said, "Girrrrlllll, you know these
clocks don't work!"

Then he walked off in a huff with his posse, leaving Jess with her milk
and an awesome story.