This hurts me in many waysI believe shall go and write poetry to my MP, demanding an apology from you.
'Dear Mr. MP,
you don't understand me, man. I wish I was never born..'
('Dear Mr. MP,
you don't understand me, man. I wish I was never born..'
The Coast Of Yemen,
Sat 11 Feb 2006, 17:12,
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Send him some soiled underwear tooMPs love teh soiled underwear.
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Cheeky Boy! loves horses...,
Sat 11 Feb 2006, 17:14,
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