A WOO FOR YOU
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:00,
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THEN I'LL BE SORTED
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:13,
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That boy dun an' gawn n stroked himself inta da FYOOCHA!
Loooooooooooooord hav mersaay!
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:17,
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Loooooooooooooord hav mersaay!
..no wait..it's a badge.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:03,
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WHERE THE FUCK IS MY GIBBON-CROWN?
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:02,
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Me no understand...me talk to da boss, you wait..
- HEY BOSS, HEEM NO GET IT?!....uh-huh..uh-huh..
Boss say, you wait some more, k?
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:04,
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- HEY BOSS, HEEM NO GET IT?!....uh-huh..uh-huh..
Boss say, you wait some more, k?
By the time I get my gibbon-crown, everyone will be wearing dog-biscuit necklaces. Story of my life really.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:05,
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LET'S DIG HIM UP. AND JAMES CAGNEY TOO. WE WILL START A PUPPET SHOW.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:04,
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Comes with a badge.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:15,
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MY HEADSHAVE HAS REFRESHED ME.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:19,
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Squeeze the juices on ya bonce, the ladies go nuts.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:21,
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These days I have come to realise that I either do it without thinking, or that the ladies were nuts to begin with.
I lean toward the latter.
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Thu 3 Jan 2008, 6:29,
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I lean toward the latter.


