Come now, Mr Gruntfuttock - whatever you think of the clown-haired fool, one cannot deny
that a night on the razz with him would invariably involve japery one can really only dream of, and proably would get translated into arch Latin or High German with it.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Thu 2 Jun 2011, 13:49,
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