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I'm sorry, I seem to have lost the plot a little.
Now, what do you want me to do with the sharp end of a Polish Submarine, Sir William?
Tom, the Stainless Steel bar has been rigged and is stocked and manned.
Who has been shaving the Golden Rivet (strictly Tmac's Purlieu) and paying for some peanut butter with it?
Why is my hand so numb, I haven't... erm... for ages.
Steward, a Marmite and Banana Sandwich please, and emulate the crocodile.
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Buvez toujours, mourrez jamais.
Rabelais
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