I could bore you all day with tales of how my childhood was ruined by British military helicopters.
I'm glad most of them have fucked off.
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your family had been helicopter specialists, man and boy, for hundreds of years, making your quaint wooden pedal driven flying machines for your small town year in, year out, when one day a foreign corporation using new fangled techniques like combustion engines and electricity swooped in and, a maelstrom of dustclouds and rotorchatter, destroyed your tradional homespun industry and now you have to work in Starbucks.
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