Sunday, 16 November 2014

Out for the weekend

She was a ham sandwich of a woman and we won't see her like again

I'm a single mom, I'm never coming back here

I've waited for this my whole life

I like mad numbers

I'm not reading any distraction behaviour

It's rare these days that somebody delivers what they say

A compliment is never wasted on me

I have a message for you

Got my face on the ace

He is one smug bastard,  that Jools

Toby, the bet's off

You're the 43rd innocent person I've booked in this week

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