You My Midga

The great thing about identity is that we get to make it up as we go along. Thus, You My Midga, which ends with the inarguable conclusion "I prefer the Cockney versions of everything." Thanks to RCB for the link, and big ups to Roger Ebert's webmaster for the inexplicable "XHTML" in his page title. I bet his car says "STEEL" in big letters on the bumper.

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