The enormous pain of transferring debt from one credit card to another is surely deterrent enough for the average shmo not to get caught up in the whole sordid business in the first place. Having just joined a family of guinea pigs in their quest for 0% transfer fees, I'm disturbed to find i have to immediately squander money on tickets to see the Strokes at Shepherd's Bush Empire tonight. I hear my rodent brethren squealing in disgust, along with my non-indie speaking friends, but alas tis something i must do. I will endeavour to take bad pictures on my mobile phone, be spotted by crazed bouncers and suffer a brutal drubbing in order to please the masses with blurred images of this oh so hip and trendy crew of trustafarians. Would be fine if it hadn't suddenly become ridiculously cold, as the Russian Wind (TM) barrels across London, annihilating pensioners and no doubt freezing rail tracks and kiddies in buggies in its wake, cheers Moscow, nice one.
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Hey billsworth, sounds like you need to head up poolway and seek out the services of yer ole heartie billpayer:
http://www.thedjlist.com/djs/BILLPAYER/
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