Would that be the quality of the "verbal beating" that's getting you so moist?
A little too high brow for me. Phew, I'm just glad I'm not the creator of this soon to be Verbal Warzone.
Lock up your shit, block up all known orrifices (or is that orrifi) and pray, just pray, that this shit don't end up in your toilet. Because as you know, you never know how it gets there but there it is, even when you've been the only person to use the toilet and you're so very nearly positive that you never attempted a somersault the last time you were in there.
But I digress. And have now forgot what I'm replying to and why I'm here.
But the cynics would say that nostalgia is for people with no future, whilst some other ####er would say something quite different. I, on the other hand can't see much future in it, really.
Shite humour, that I can do.
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