Go near my cream cakes
andd I'll snap your arms off, shove them up your arse, reconnect the nerves and break your legs, so you have to waddle along on your hands while they're sticking out of your arse.
Seriously, don't touch my cakes.
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Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...",
Tue 26 Apr 2011, 23:24,
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