Grandparents
My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
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( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
Suggested by Buffet the Appetite Slayer
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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Seriously though, "heaven" is a bit of an oxymoron if you can't even get a decent pint there!
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It's the high alcohol content in the wine, y'see.
Makes you very flammable. As a spirits man I'm probably going to be nibbling Satan's clagnuts till Judgment Day.
( , Fri 3 Jun 2011, 11:35, closed)
Makes you very flammable. As a spirits man I'm probably going to be nibbling Satan's clagnuts till Judgment Day.
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