A. K. A. Loose Canon
The nanny state grows teeth.
In case you are too much in a stupor to note, take a look at my post on "Blind Seers, etc...". Crikey, you read like my bloody 7th graders.
I'll spring for a Big Mac for you when you get into Vienna.
You'll spring for Lampreia a Moda de Viana de Castelho when you've got the guts to go to Portugal
Oopsie, daisy. Will you settle for a cool Harpoon in one of those Cambridge pseudo-squares?
Sure. Beats the Big Mac the Rottered One was offering.
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The nanny state grows teeth.
In case you are too much in a stupor to note, take a look at my post on "Blind Seers, etc...".
Crikey, you read like my bloody 7th graders.
I'll spring for a Big Mac for you when you get into Vienna.
You'll spring for Lampreia a Moda de Viana de Castelho when you've got the guts to go to Portugal
Oopsie, daisy. Will you settle for a cool Harpoon in one of those Cambridge pseudo-squares?
Sure. Beats the Big Mac the Rottered One was offering.
Post a Comment