i was was at a funeral in the arse end of nowhere that dayand the only thing i could think about was 'christ. how are we going get home now?'.
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100% of Gibbon,
Sun 8 Jan 2006, 15:53,
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Ah, the old bulldog spiritJust like the blitz - 'Ooh, me 'ouse has been bombed, 'ow am I going to cook me dinner now?'
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shrinking man Been away a while, time I ventured back,
Sun 8 Jan 2006, 15:57,
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on july the 7th i had to walk home from hendon to camden.(though i did have the next day off work, so we sat around getting drunk)
( 100% of Gibbon,
Sun 8 Jan 2006, 16:02,
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