Thursday, July 27, 2006
Killjoy.
The wife boat me a present last week fir ma nixt night oot, am tellin yi a hink she disnae trust me.
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- Memories of olden times that bring a tear to the eye, like sawdust fi a passing Anderson's lorry.
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It's the richt shape tae, gaun be yir usual state efter a nicht oot according ti Shaz.
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