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The most wonderful adventures of the man in the bath
Well, today in the bath, I formed a minor terrorist organisation.
Your screeches on beaches...
Not a fan. Too much sand. G. Tothepoint, Clun.
Yes, I like to sit on the beach, because the beach is full of sandy goodness. I like to stare at the fat, blubbery, burnt women. Agatha Christie, Gravesend.
I personally despise them. I'm a dwarf, as was my father. Nania, on the edge of owners pond.
I really don't care. Bick, Custom4 Page.
Philosophy on life...
Crimson memories outdate your past torture.
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