Rack off!
Or 'jog on!', which is my favourite Oz phrase.
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The Alchemist king of the needlessly complicated,
Wed 14 Oct 2009, 0:33,
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This song sounded a bit sinister before I saw the name of the singer
and realised it wasn't a little boy singing.
I like the idea that Hell's Angels stop for ice cream though.
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Seance Trumpet has got no beef with a man enjoying a croissant,
Wed 14 Oct 2009, 0:42,
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