
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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Then asked her to demonstrate.
We're talking about your mother here. It's hardly any worse than what she does with all those greek sailors every friday night.
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