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I dream of pies and cakes, and, lashings and lashings of ambrosia
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Thu 5 Jan 2006, 11:21,
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And confectioners custard.
Stoppit, I'm trying to detox here.
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Thu 5 Jan 2006, 11:23,
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Stoppit, I'm trying to detox here.
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Just stay away from the fruit corners, they're MINE ALL MINE
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Thu 5 Jan 2006, 11:27,
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I was talking about that last night actually, when I worked in the pub I had an old man offer me his used hanky.
I didn't know wether to laugh or cry.
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Thu 5 Jan 2006, 11:31,
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I didn't know wether to laugh or cry.
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I would be proud to offer a wank rag as a comforter to a damsel in distress
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Thu 5 Jan 2006, 11:38,
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detox shmetox, it's all rubbish, have a glass of water and go to bed early.
and have colonic irrigation.
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My detox is based entirely on water and more fruit. I've still got tea and a fag as we speak.
(It's more to do with a flu I'm trying to shake off)
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Thu 5 Jan 2006, 11:32,
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(It's more to do with a flu I'm trying to shake off)
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25 minutes till the first fag of the day, then not another until home time and then one after dinner.