Dear plebs,
Give us all your money, you bastards.
Boomshanka,
The government.
Oh and Woo!
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Sunburn Go on.... It's character building!,
Fri 14 Oct 2011, 1:22,
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They won't get Boomshanka. Write it out in full.
"May the seed of your loin be fruitful in the belly of your womaaaaan."
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Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Fri 14 Oct 2011, 2:08,
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Now
If only they'd start hitting each other with shovels.
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An Egg ,D,
Fri 14 Oct 2011, 1:29,
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