Arf.
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Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:24,
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rydw i'n hoffi caws.
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_null_,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:27,
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Un peint o cwrw,
os gwelech yn dda!
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The Duke Of Your Fingers feels like an old man... mmm, tasty!,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:29,
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IA! IA! CTHULHU FHTAGN!
PH'NGLUI MGLW'NAFH CTHULHU R'LYEH WGAH'NNAGL FHTAGN!
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Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:31,
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I know "hoffech chi gael det?"
which I'm sure won't be on much use round here
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whelkboy is old now, you see,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:36,
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Native speaker,
are you?
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The Duke Of Your Fingers feels like an old man... mmm, tasty!,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:37,
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Only when I want to plunge humanity
into endless suffering and say hi to Nyarlathotep
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Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:42,
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the side of the local spar has stickers in the window showing what they sell.
namely "VIDEO HIRE - WINES - BISCUITS - BEERS"
i just wondered how "biscuits" fitted into the "good night in".
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_null_,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:32,
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You dunk them
in your beer.
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Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:36,
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Never!
What did she reply?
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Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:30,
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Da iawn,
ble dych chi'n mynd?
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The Duke Of Your Fingers feels like an old man... mmm, tasty!,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:40,
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The little
minx.
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Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Sat 22 Nov 2003, 23:42,
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