
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)
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( , Fri 3 Jun 2011, 11:25, 1 reply)

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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