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| kitten appraisals of mechanical guesswork |
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| there's a few things wrong with this picture... |
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| so, you known that point of the evening where things are merrily floating along and folks are mellow and the vibes are good and it seems like a good idea to get nice and stoned, and then no one's got any weed, or any baccy, so you rummage about and end up splitting a peppermint teabag open into a rogue rizzla, mixing it with some dried magick mushrooms for good measure and then to everyone's surprise finding it smokes pretty well...? |
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| and then the x-raaaaaaaay vision thing happens... |
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| one...two...three...PULL! |
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| PULL! |
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| PULL! |
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| PULL! |
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| pulled. |
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| Nelly exhibiting some class, not to mention classic form. |
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| river h/d-og |
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| woodchucks |
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| Ali, for the urban gentleman... |
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| good thing Si had his bib on |
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| 'no, seriously mate...you're a twat' |
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| 5am logic bonanzas with Andy are always worth staying up for |
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| as is anything regarding Brother Milo Brennan |
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| first-rate piss artistry |
