but, what's the point if you can't feel it
errr, i mean, *orders twelvty*
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real i'm not happy 'til you're not happy,
Wed 1 Feb 2012, 13:03,
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Twelvety?
You arse must be like a Flanders poppy - bright red and shot to pieces.
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Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...",
Wed 1 Feb 2012, 13:07,
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