It was a fine morning in the Hundred Acre Wood
and Winnie the Pooh was stoning the decadent infidel, Christopher Robin, down by the river, with Piglet and Tigger lending a hand...
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Mr.Ons knows you can hear him, Earthmen.,
Thu 29 Nov 2007, 9:53,
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"I'm a prophet of very little brain"
said whinnie...
"how do you spell ADHD?" said tigger, before bouncing off the walls
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Prof UnderCover evitable,
Thu 29 Nov 2007, 9:55,
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