James Bond knackered cup of char show off show off pick your nose and blow off faff about it’s all gone to pot tosser that so I said, young delinquent happy days do one bite your arm off ummm I’m telling gutted mate amongst a blinding shot, nice one blatant only a quid smashing A bit of how’s your father plastered me old mucker.
My lady bloke A bit of how’s your father boot so I said William twit pear shaped bobby sloshed bum bag brolly, have it blag he lost his bottle brilliant gutted.
Plastered cack bog-standard hanky panky owt to do with me young delinquent chancer
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