Black Power Ranger Moment: The joys of becoming colour blind

I remember in primary school, playing power rangers in the grounds and getting rather upset with my friends as I had joined the game late, and the only power ranger left was the black ranger; which I didn't want to be. strangely I was fine pretending to be a brightly coloured spandex wearing super hero, …

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Jehovah’s Come’a Calling

We've all had those knocks at the door. Most of my friends and family have developed specific tactics to avoid said Jehovah's house calls, playing loud thrash metal, pretending to have spontaneously combusted or as some of my forefathers have done; proclaimed their allegiance to the dark lord very obnoxiously in cape as they answer …

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