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I should hate Chris Moyles, but I can't help but love the fat hairy git. I can't get' Somerset Boy' out of my head and every time I hear the "are you awlroit, my luvver, are you awlroit?" line, I just have to smile. It's getting to the point that I don't give a rats ass if people on the train in the morning see me grinning and snickering, if they think I'm mad it's ok. I'm just happy.
It's good to smile. I haven't been doing it enough lately but things are improving.

You bloody well *should* hate Chris Moyles, the little get.
Yeah, it's entertaining laddish fun and I spend a lot of time sniggering on the train. What did you make of the Ghostbusters/ Space Pirates mash up?