Someone’s about to light a firecracker under your backside, ain’t they? Your popularity’s about to explode, and not because you’ve accidentally sat on a whoopee cushion again. You’re about to jump into a new team shindig, probably involving some real characters, and I’m not just talking about Uncle Barry after a few pints. You’re buzzing more than a bee on a caffeine high, all because you’re nearing the finish line of your little dream. Just remember, it’s a marathon, not a sprint…unless it involves running from the law, then by all means, sprint. Lucky charm: A pint of Guinness. Because who says you can’t find the luck at the bottom of a pint glass? Just don’t mistake a bar fight for a team endeavour, alright?

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