Shit Claims to Fame IIMy car was in the Specsavers advert with the old lady and the loud stereo. Not me. My stupid blue Nissan Micra. Tell us about your brushes with fame.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 20 Sep 2012, 15:49)
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Struck down as a ladby a neurological condition that prevents me pronouncing open vowels, I saw no option other than to open a go-between catering business enabling the organisers of designer lesbian parties to source their seafood buffets directly from the suppliers.
It became my chit-clam to femme.
*awaits chimpanzee-esque shite-pelting*
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.Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Wed 26 Sep 2012, 11:03,
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