Call me Lucky Jack "Luckiest Man in the World" McLuck if you like, but membership of a certain trades union come with this remarkable piece of plastic.
The only trouble is this: No matter how hard I push, nothing happens. I'm beginning to think I've been sent a dud.
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Insomniac furst!
I believe that where you're going wrong is, you're not supposed to press the photo of your forehead, you're supposed to press it TO your forehead...
I believe the thumbprint on a husband's forehead is most commonly left by a wife.
Ur doing it rong.
While simultaneously pressing your tongue against your lower lip.
You silly billy! You are pressing in the wrong area. If you cover the photograph of Virginia Bottomley or whoever's hideous caricature it is in the lower right - can't quite make it out because of the appalling lighting - you will find that your sense of well-being is radically improved.
You don't think that the NUJ would be capable of scurrilous and misleading activity do you?
... until the word Maudling is almost completely obscured.
Any fule kno that you are meant to stick the card into the hat band of your fedora ( at a jaunty angle ).
p.s. You are also meant to have a note pad and an enormous camera, with an outrageously big flash.
More used to pulling, obviously.
What Squeakypony said.
And you know what they say about journalists with outrageously big flashes.
This created the first proper LOL I've had from SD in a while.
Good. Carry on.
Everything's gone digital, *that's* the problem.
Press in this case does not mean to press but that you have the right to impress people into service. Show the card to some chick you fancy and demand that she service you. Try it on Mrs. Scary and report the results.
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