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I‘ve Said It Once And I Will Say It Again, Why Can‘t Everyone Just Speak English? The Americans Give It A Bit Of A Go — Why Can‘t Other Nations?

Here Is My Recipe For A Mood Enhancer. Take A Friend, Preferably One With A Really Annoying Fringe And Outsize Pants, And When She Is Rambling On Swiftly, Push Her Into A Ditch And Run Away.

Non...i Am Dancing In My Nuddy-pants!!!' And We Both Laughed Like Loons On Loon Tablets. I Danced For Ages Round The House In My Nuddy-pants. Also, I Did This Brilliant Thing-i Danced In The Front Window Just For A Second Whilst Mr. Across The Road Was Drawing His Curtains. He Will Never Be Sure If He Saw A Mirage Or Not. That Is The Kind Of Person I Am. Not Really The Kind Of Person Who Goes And Raises Elks In Whakatane.

The Tannoy Is Crackling But I Can Only Hear Heavy Breathing And Snuffling. ... Uh-oh, The Tannoy Is Crackling Again. "sorry About That, Ladies And Gentlemen, I Momentarily Lost Hold Of My Pie.

He Came Over And Ruffled My Hair, Which Is Technically Assault. I Could Get On The Blower To Childline.