#1

but I wasn’t quick-witted enough to push him in a lake.

#2

Was he cheerfully off to open another food bank?

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#3

He was coming out of the cafe in St James’s Park. I guess he’d just had a lovely pint of childrens’ tears or maybe had just eaten someone’s puppy.

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#4

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#5

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#6

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#7

:joy:

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#8

if we’re not supposed to guess at who you saw, what are we supposed to do in here?

#9

I have to leave my desk :joy:

#10

This did cross my mind, but I couldn’t bear having to spend my whole afternoon thinking about Danny Alexander. I did however need to express somewhere my sadness that I failed to push him in a lake.

#11

His name reminds of that Feist song:

Though I’d like to be the girl for him
And cross the sea and land for him
On milky skin my tongue is sand until
The ever distant band begins to play

He’s my Danny Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that’s another matter
Danny Alexander

He’s my Danny Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that’s another matter
Danny Alexander

Though you know what I love most of him
I’m walking on needles and pins
My addiction to the worst of him
The low moon helps me sing

I’m his Danny Alexander
Always get him into trouble
I hide that I’m flattered
Danny Alexander

I’m his Danny Alexander
Always get him into trouble
I hide that I’m flattered
Danny Alexander

Goes down easy
It goes down easy [7x]

Danny Alexander [4x]