tripping over my joy
look out biznatches! the triumverate will soon rock the box. nothing you can do about it, just lock up the kids and pass the whisky.
and now back to your regularly scheduled exam-fuelled freak out. no, mel, that's just you. jesus, now i'm talking to myself. it's all over.
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it will be RAW! The South better stock up on booze, 'cause we are ready to go!
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