In 1977, a chap called Roy Raymond was out birdwatching
He saw two males of this species fighting over mating rights. They fought long and nobly until one bowed out. Raymond was so inspired by this act of wanting to do anything to mate with a female that he named his new company, which was devoted to men buying courtship presents for ladies, 'Victorious Egret'. His secretary misheard and wrote 'Victoria's Secret' on the paperwork and the name stuck.
True story.
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Tribs 🦇 ↓ dn ʎɐʍ sᴉɥʇ ↓🦇,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 16:33,
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and still the mods do nothing!!!
:D
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hekim 66 ɐʇƐ𐐒 ʞɔnℲ uooW,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 16:41,
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Gone are the glory days of them fighting the rockers in Brighton
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Tribs 🦇 ↓ dn ʎɐʍ sᴉɥʇ ↓🦇,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 16:47,
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And getting a bike chain around their faces.
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Jabberwoc misses D.R. and Quinch,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 17:43,
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Get in the fucking sea.
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Mr. Tea dole-nonce-amuser extraordinaire,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 16:48,
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I hope you're thoroughly ashamed of yourself.
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Shlvng,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 19:40,
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Nope.
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Tribs 🦇 ↓ dn ʎɐʍ sᴉɥʇ ↓🦇,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 20:48,
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Ah ha ha
:D
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Cruising Capacity,
Thu 21 Jan 2016, 22:23,
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You are the late Les Dawson AICMFP
I recommend his book of shaggy dog stories, "The Malady Lingers On" BTW.
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RRNot is a miserable sinner,
Fri 22 Jan 2016, 7:49,
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