darkie
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my mate had a dog that would do the same,loved liqourice papers
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little miss muffet sat on a tuffet her knickers all twisted and torn it werent the big spider who sat down beside her but little boy blue and his horn
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now that is poetry
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mary had a little lamb she kept it in a bucket but farmer jones the dirty sod he always tried to.....................
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due to the stirling efforts in the thread "raindrop in my rollup" may i suggest a poetry club on thl .Im sure that with the high level of intelligence and sensitivity coupled with the mastery of the spoken word found among the members on this site a new poet laureate could be hiding amongst our ranks
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thats very good how about this With greasy fingers ,a smoke i roll a paper white ,once shining bright now black like coal or a deep dark hole dont wipe your hands on an oily rag or you will have a blacksmiths fag
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your spoilt for choice for a cum shot there
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dolly parton.come on, who would give her one?
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thats no frigging vets either look at the state of the floor
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im thinking the dog was a stray loose on the road it didnt jump out or thrown out it was in the wrong place at the wrong time
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ive done some research myself on this fascinating subject,spelt has been used to distill a type of vodka peculiar to poland.
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when i was at school me and my mates were walking in the park smoking spitting and generally being loutish,when we spied upon a midget very smartly dressed in a blazer,my mate asked him what school he went too,the poor sod was about 50.An old boy i know told me about the midget who dug graves in his local graveyard when he was a boy,he needed a ladder to get in and out of the graves,the cheeky young man and his mates took the ladder one day and the poor sod spent the night in the grave till the vicar found him next morning
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was spelt used to make alcholic beverages?
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i should have waited for the concrete to go off before i put my shoes on ,its gone off now and i cant get them off
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after all these years being alone,i thought i was the only one. the internet is truly wonderous
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personally i think you are all,without exception ,childish, sexually immature uneducated possibly inbred repressed homosexauls who are burdens on the community care systems wich employs polish workers to wipe your saggy bottoms.i feel at home amongst you fellow brethens.god bless thl
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i was trying to keep that to myself but ho hum
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thanks mate ,thats just finished me off
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fingering fatima whitbreads bumhole(dry) while taking her apple catchers off with my teeth,then letting her take over with a strap on i made in the forge..........oooh keep it coming keep it coming.................
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they fish for barbel on the fly in europe regulary,i think its called the chech nymph style as far as i can gather they wade in deep ,fish deep with the rod held high up in the air,but im no expert so its probaly best to disregard every thing i say
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i think it was wearing high heels that started it off for me,as well a wearing a thong wich caused me an enlarged crack (thats a medical term) plastic jock im sure your winding me up but that sounds like it would work so im going to try it
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ooh la la
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someone please put a picture up of fatima whitbread bending over.thank you
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i know there keen on permits and licences ,there balliffs are armed and have powers of arrest,one of them waded across the river to check the licence of my step sisters father while he was fishing,he had all the right paper work but no french ,the baliff had a big gun but no english so it sort of worked it self out.The old enemy are very keen on there fieldsports and fiercly protect it perhaps we could learn from them,i think the baliffs are called le game gardine or something like that
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ive got flat feet or fallen arches ,hell there giving me some grief ,any advice
