As the girl in the bed began to snore again, the hurriedly hidden gang re-emerged from the wardrobe. The youngest of them crept toward the light switch and waited as the rest set up electrical equipment, silently, in the dark.
When their leader nodded readiness, the lights came on, and Tiffany was rocked awake by a loud guitar chord, and a rendition of "Remember you're a Womble!".
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Fist is a four letter word. So is fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, fist fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, and, well you get the fist-fucking picture....
THE WESTCOUNTRY SHALL RISE AGAIN!
Yay! It's pink!
Don't think.... FEEL!
We're Englishmen, and we came here, to rape your women and drink your beer.
I went back in time and voted for Hitler.
Pouring oil on troubled waters since 2008. Then lighting a fucking match.
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