There may well be positives to my level of fame, such as lovely lady fans.
Sometimes they can be overly forward,
but I accept that we all have our cross to bear.
But I'd be lying if I claimed there weren't downsides to my level of fame. Why, just the other day I was enjoying a vegemite cruskit in a discreet celebrity hangout...
when I looked up and spotted the telltale zoomlens of one of the parasites of the popular press.
It really is such a damned nuisance when all you're after is a bit of anonymity.
And now there are all these highly unflattering images of me in wide circulation.
I'm sure you'd be choking on your own rage too.
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Edgar needs some kind of Paris Hilton style sunnies to disguise him when those pesky paparazzis are around. And Maud would be annoyed too, as Vegemite cruskits are so not in this season dahling! Maud is looking forward to having a skinny soy mocha latte at the RSL with Edgar. Ciao for now sweetie!
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