Mornin. I have pulled an all nighter doing a website for someone's band and I am a bit knackered. So on first read I thought the last post was about chocolate smelly willies. How vile.
"The only way I'd have D*mien R*ce at my funeral is if he was on the fuckin cross."
Go get some sleep man and make sure your dreams are not polluted with Chocy willies...else you may find yourself strolling in to Ann Summers to get some (and some body paint while yer at it )
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