hey guys--look--i'm in manchester. ed and i hijacked some uni computers and are going crazy. i've pressured ed into signing up for our blog, but his name is showing up yet. weird, eh? the blog is rejecting the brit. what's that all about?

i'm doing this on a mac and i kind of hate it and DK you can't talk me out of it.

during our time in manchester this morning a man in a diaper approached us and asked us to buy him a 20ounce bottle of sprite. he was a descendant from a long line of sheep herders and he wanted to make an elixir passed down through his shephering generations to ease the pain of the blisters on his hands.

ed and i walked with him to a newsagent and there while standing in line, a rack holding a stack of newspapers (mainly The Guardian) fell on top of this man and knocked him out. ed FLIPPED out and bent down to cradle the man's head in his arms, but being the sensible one, i screamed "DON'T MOVE HIM...HE MAY HAVE A NECK INJURY."

i dialed 999 and an ambulance came racing down slickened oxford road to the rescue of this diaper clad generational shepherd, but to our complete shock and amazement, the ambulance hit the curb very quickly, jumped it and crashed through the window of the starbucks next door.

minutes afterward the man came to and asked for a magnum bar--which restored his spirits and gave him the energy that he needed.

i just wanted to let you guys know that we're OKAY if you see anything about it on the news tonight and since ed's associated with this story and is the one who has the conscience in this priority campus duo, i have to confess that this is all a lie.