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as I still can't see a delete button, but wha'ever...

Ever feel it's tame compared to the past;- where's yer torque, yer fuck off factor. Used to be echoes in pompeii, now look...

innately 2016;- come on... confidence, liking, yeah, come on, you survived, come on, this quality, come on.... December.... WHALLOP, get back down!!!!!!

the year 2024;- it's called in real physic's training prep, ahead of time allowance.

i'm not denying for a second the innate economic's of common reality, but dare I say you're looking future ravenclaw.

It's a 'B side' OBE apparently, sort of;- oh come on, the term is 'gullable as utter fuck''

city of star's... how they're shining bright for yoouu...

Maybe just simply remember some of us have dark senses of humour, or maybe into 30's film noir, dear premier inn.

well I just kept going, as per what I knew reality to really be;- came good in the end.

it's an of, of that one;- can't take it back, have to mean your words.

Lightening the mood, Mike Benny's choice method (not to be confused, appropriate real life context always allowed for eh. I do like it as a running joke though, in, oomph'

as I haven't found the delete blogpost button yet, and ain't the time, saves hassle.

In the name of the father, and the holy son. It's a U2 opening scene for a film.

As the queen's supposed to have dignity.

All we found was a fucking finger after the gas explosion, as Peter pettigrew is so fucking perfect.

To me at least, out of context wearer's have rather become a sign of retardedness if anything.

Well if you can't see the lie of it in the first place, there's no hope for yer

Well a person can't do much if they're only ever being called a fucking mudblood, and having their own damn intelligence so often insulted eh

Not so invincible forever then, found every last snipes, begs how I have eh