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How about instead, both Tony and Max fly to England and steal Andy Partridge's brain in the middle of the night and put in a box?
Um, as long as the CDs are there and playing, and the book is not stained with Sloppy Joe, or was not pulled from the jaws of a hungry goat I think we're fine. I remember looking through the booklet during the boring parts of the last practice (when you guys are all like (adopt high whine) "C to F# minor, blah blah!") and didn't notice anything amiss. But heat loosens glue. And above all, Virgin probably spent as little money as possible on the packaging, so it probably damages as easily as a pair of Old Navy mittens (I went through 2 pair last winter--apprently you're not supposed to touch snow while wearing them. They instantly disintegrate).
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