It's the posh and trendy-dressed immigrants in shopping centres that piss me off.The ones who want to wash your hands with some salty grease from the Dead Sea, try to explain what a fucking miracle it is with some recited script and wonky accent, then hit you up for twenty quid a pot. Just FUCK OFF! I've got SOAP! Look, it says 'antibacterial' and 'moisturising' and other fancy words and costs seventy-nine-fucking-pence! And it doesn't leave me with slimy hands smelling of barren shorelines. Didn't you see Seinfeld where he pointed out people shower to get rid of that smell? What the fuck makes you think you've got a leg to stand on here?
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joefish It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks,
Thu 28 Feb 2008, 0:00,
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