mick
location: Shambala
listening to: Sounds that can’t be made
registered: 2001.10.26
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Well I gave Maggie Thatcher the finger once when she was driving through South Kensington. I was on a building site at the time. I once had the Queen Mother up my arse in Cheltenham (she loved horses) and I deliberately feigned stupidy (as opposed to natural stupidity) to slow her exit from the town down, there were four coppers trying to move me along. I kept giving them puzzled looks as they stopped traffic that would normally have right of way, to let me through and 'herself' as welll...
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a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
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Well I gave Maggie Thatcher the finger once when she was driving through South Kensington. I was on a building site at the time. I once had the Queen Mother up my arse in Cheltenham (she loved horses) and I deliberately feigned stupidy (as opposed to natural stupidity) to slow her exit from the town down, there were four coppers trying to move me along. I kept giving them puzzled looks as they stopped traffic that would normally have right of way, to let me through and 'herself' as welll...
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a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
