Cheese and onion sangers, baby. Packet of crisps. Meths.
You?
Cheese and onion sangers, baby. Packet of crisps. Meths.
You?
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
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The lunch of champions. A similar protein intake to that of a steak dinner too.