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Maybe I can keep this one
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This is getting pretty good. Your reviewrs are at the very least informative so that if you had always wondered about a song, you could get better insight. Nice work Urban.
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“The night falls gracefully for those who have a love to call their own. But alas, for those to whom love has turned a blind eye – love, it falls like a guillotine” “No more waiting for fate to befall me, no. I have my dreamboat, and together we will find our destiny, choose our ladder to the sky” - Markus Pierson |
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Whitewater!
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Well since he's not coming back...
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Right you lot, shut it. Strewth Fowler my son, all looks a bit pear-shaped round here or what. The govenor's talking, Saturday's game, very dodgy, very naughty, could go a little pear-shaped. If there's a rough things might be well iffy. These faces are a little bit hard, know what I mean, a little bit of oof, have some of that my son, bosh, sorted, ta ta, got me, so be clever. Good, now shut it!
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enchanted.
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If his Ask Urban thread is still around, you can read that, that'll explain it all... But he'll prolly be back at some point, 'pparently he has stuff goin on with his family at the mo. Anyways, we can carry this on 'till he's back
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Avin' It!
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*bump*
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