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Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.

We're going on a bear hunt...

These humiliations are the essence of the game.

What is it with little boys and their obsession with gathering sticks? Phallogocentrism? An innate yearning for creative destruction? Instinctive warlike tendencies? A fondness for sticks? Answers on a postcard…

That's the true spirit of Christmas; people being helped by people other than me.

Continuing our preparation for the conquering the pole , I've set Ezra on an extracting regimen of САМозащита Без Оружия . If the lads are expected to survive the tests that crossing Antarctica barefoot (we need more sponsorship money for proper shoes) will throw at them, a sound knowledge encyclopaedic knowledge of the fighting arts is vital . I expect that the Emperor Penguins will not take too kindly to interlopers, and thus my intrepid explorers must be ready to take all comers. Sambo will give them this. I have it on good authority that penguins are well versed in ju-jitsu...