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Convalescing in Devon

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ALL the women look like Anne Widecombe, the town has a Portreeve who is more like everyone's imagining of Friar Tuck than can be real, the sheep are scruffy as fook and it rains constantly, the postmistress has a glass eye and her son recently threw the rope up. Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop etc etc.

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If i could find a landlords daughter who didn't have a limp or a tail then it would indeed be similar. If i looked less like Stephen Fry with jaundice and bad AIDS then i'm sure i'd be imprisoned in some sort of stud farm by the local education authority.

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Ah well, all joking aside; good luck with it mate, seriously.

 

Although, I can't promise I won't post a youtube video that reminds me of your situation, in the near future that I find hilarious.

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I'm in Ashburton, waiting for the rain to abate so I can show these 'tombstoning' cunts in Plymouth what a belly flop truly means.

 

There are a few Ashburtons I think (or am I thinking Halberton), but the word Plymouth says it all. Stick to North or East Devon, its all good.

 

Plymouth = SHITHOLE.

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Plymouth is twenty minutes away, the A-road is littered with the burberry and Elizabeth Duke of many a Corsa collision. They all wear ****or *** tops, and by god, if i can't intimidate them with my rothmans intake then the whole world is in trouble.

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I went to Devon. They had a theme park for kids called 'Farm World'. This was despite the entire county seemingly consisting entirely of farms. This caused me anxiety and I wanted to leave.

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ALL the women look like Anne Widecombe, the town has a Portreeve who is more like everyone's imagining of Friar Tuck than can be real, the sheep are scruffy as fook and it rains constantly, the postmistress has a glass eye and her son recently threw the rope up. Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop etc etc.

 

better than liverpool!!:blah. Stayed at lodgings in tuebrook, many years ago.The landlady said she used to drown little kittens! fucking liverpudlian shitter! :sick:

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