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AND A NICE CUP OF CHAR (Concrete) by Garrett S Sexton In Great Britain we eat roast dinners every day. The meat used is always
best beef, and everyone knows the queen.
In Great Britain it is always raining, espically on a bank holiday, when
the whole country trudges off to the seaside for the day.
In Great Britain we all talk about the war, drink real ale, and smoke
Benson and Hedges.
In Great Britain
Up the ladder:
Her Smile's Salvation
Down the ladder:
Weened
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Posted: September 26, 2003 9:08 AM PDT; Last modified: September 26, 2003 9:08 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.5555553 Overall Rank: 2459 Comments:
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hipster flare @ 209.68.66.187
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26-Sep-03/11:22 AM
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Sounds about right. Don't forget Graham Norton.
In New South Whales we head shoot our palfrey and grow are own thyme shrubbers. 5 fur the tittle
I smoke Lambert and Butler. Otherwise accurate. -9-
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