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When I was growing up, me and my Dad used to go at it all the time over almost anything. But I used to have really long hair, way down past my shoulders. I was 17 or 18. Oh man, he used to hate it. And we got to where we’d fight so much that I’d, that I’d spend a lot of time out of...
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Look, I know, I know, alright.
But cmon, it really is a fucking ridiculously good record.
(I'm neither an aspiring novelist or a writer of any talent. I occasionally scribble like a retard for my own amusement and thought I'd share the start of a recent short story that I enjoyed writing with you.)
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The look the guards exchanged was a mirrored mixture of confusion and disgust, that wrinkled nose and curled lip, the furrowed brow that said ‘what the...
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B b b b b b bomb the twist!!
It's such a good job I'm alone in the office right now.
My city, Leicester, is home to the greatest snack sensation in the British Isles and boy have I got a craving.
The tastiest, scrummiest, most moreish, addictive foodstuffs in the world.
No, not Walkers, Gary, put em away. Not Pukka Pies, either, God bless em.
But these bad boys....
OM NOMNONOMNOMNOMNOM!!
I hadn't had any in ages until Alf (@alpharius) mentioned them in a thread
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Pick it up, pick it up, get movin' Monday.