You told me the other night....
...that you wanted to cleanse the earth of these 'evil perverts' as you called them. You muttered something about 'God's work' then wandered off to sharpen your knives.
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Wed 26 Feb 2003, 8:51,
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I'd love it...
...if a gang of asylum seekers, trained in marshal arts, roamed the country murdering Dail Mail readers.
Ahhh... such a sweet, sweet dream.
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Wed 26 Feb 2003, 8:54,
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Ahhh... such a sweet, sweet dream.