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You lucky, lucky bastid!
When I was a boy we used to dreeeeaaaammm of a unicycle!
I used to get up before I went to sleep, then I had to crawl up a ramp covered in broken glass, climb onto the blades of the hovering helicopter, when I got to the other side I had to get run over by 15 sumo wrestlers on motorbikes, then go for a swim with the crocodiles, if I was lucky dad would belt me with a slightly comatose CASA official (that was all he could find) then I would go home to sleep in a potato sack.....