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This is top like John machine, I am Andy Hopper, he Dawson, Pac-Walker.

I'm 70, the line is I got. It's the third part of

7th of June, 970, a time before either of us existed or were even glints in the eyes of our

parents, 970, they probably all thought we don't want children, why would we want children?

In 1970, my parents already had three kids and they would have been thinking, fuck having

anymore. My parents had kids in 65, 67 and 68, but effectively it was 66, 67, 68 because my first

brother was like right on the cusp of 66, so basically they had three kids in a row, one after the

come along, disgusting, and I didn't come along till 1975, so you've got to ask yourself,

and no one's ever fucking told me, was I a mistake or bearing in mind that my dad left like

I think a year after I'd been born, was I an attempted sticking plaster baby?

What do you think? It could be either, but either way it fucking didn't work out, did it?

Because he was off, I was the fucking straw that broke the camel's back mate.

No, I don't say that mate. I don't say that about yourself.

No, but it's good because it's driven me, isn't it? Because yeah, because I've been driven in life

to maybe prove that I'm of some value. Well, I think you are. Good, thanks mate.

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