and I roamed freeing across the fjords.
riverghost servicing your mum since,
Tue 11 Aug 2009, 13:08,
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....when wagonwheels needed two hands to hold, when saturday morning TV warranted you getting up at 6amwhen talking toys had pullstrings, when you could buy realistic looking capguns and run around outside with them and not be shot at by dippy police officers who are now 15 years younger than you.
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theoriginalsteve <this space intentionally left blank>,
Tue 11 Aug 2009, 13:15,
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