Friday, November 17, 2006
Thoacht fur the day
Awa ti ma bed, but ah'll leave ye wi this we thoact -
in this krasy world we live in, how come boatilt water is dearer thin ile?
N ink dearer thin blood?
Goodnicht.
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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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