I've just traipsed up the hill to a teacher v.

Queue for bread, queue for milk, queue for sex. It's the great British tradition after all. Empires were built on it!

The boys watch the girls watch the boys.......

The tramps have started grooving. I do not approve. When they bodypop It makes me itch. I saw a vagabond in a tweed coat Spinning on his head Making his damp trilby go all flat.

How many times did I regret those cakes. The plump, white icing, the sprinklings of darkest chocolate, the freshly plucked strawberries...

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