'cor blimey guv
stone the crows you bunch of wankas, im anarf got the ump with some of you lot i really have.

anyway, carry on muppets..

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Never stopped him going to the pub, though. No, he was well enough to do that. Now, one day, right, he's staggering across the pub pissed from the night before. He's gone over, crunch, right on his mooey, like a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ironing board. His hooter's around here, his railings all over the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ place.

If you are receiving this transmission, you are the resistance.

I'm the best there's no moaning.
Off the road in my Shogan.
Fatty let me grab on the fanny with legs open.
Tryna get the transit van from that showroom...

Slam it down a bit.
Get a bit of quiver, and I rub it around the clit.
Pick her little brother up, throw him around a bit.
Tell her dad "♥♥♥♥ you n'all" get out of it!

How bout dat? How bout dis?
Got a funny old stain up the side of my wrist
cuz the fake rolex from the fella called chris
catapult blow your brains if you ever try and take the piss

How much skill do you have?

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