
Halloween's jist roond the coarner and comin up wi new ideas is a killer, until a saw this beauty. We wid make a fortune goan roond the doors wi this yin.
- Memories of olden times that bring a tear to the eye, like sawdust fi a passing Anderson's lorry.
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The rest i thum made an effort eh!
What a fanny!
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