Your mates reckon you should start wearing the big boy pants and grab some of their barmy ideas. You’re running on the fumes of a squashed bug, worried that your dwindling mojo might cock up the whole shebang. If you muster up the bollocks to tag along, you might just knock your socks off and have a bloody good time. Just make sure you don’t end up dancing on the tables with your knickers on your head!” Lucky Charm: A rubber duck. “Keep a rubber ducky in your pocket. It might not bring you luck, but at least you’ll always have a squeaky conversation starter when your social skills are as dry as a nun’s love life.”

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