Ape I’m in some faux fancy hotel/restaurant in Dorset.. table for one. When seated, they removed my imaginary companion’s Christmas cracker.
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I once went out with a sweet lady 12 years my senior whilst working in the microfilm department of Bejam’s in ‘85. All I can remember is that she had huge tits, a gammy arm from a council house fire, and she treated me to a week in Corfu.
Of course you care, you creepy little excitable ponce. Your first appearance on the leaderboard after more than six years, and you're knocking out shit like there’s no tomorrow.