Home. Day went, eventually.

Gotta go to work, work all day, steal those underpants, hai!

Morning.

Come back Tibbs, I miss your dry wit.

Night x

A glorious day in the sun was had by all and a killing was made in fish and chips and ice cream.

Cock, forgot to put the clocks back.

Oh, this will be a good year for books.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmher, morning can go die.

Today was a day of days.