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Lancashire and Surrey, i can only surmise the game you love so much is called Cricket, which coincidentally is the name of a strip club i used to frequent and single-handedly got the balcony shut down due to my shenanigans…
and for some reason while reading this various Smiths lyrics kept cropping up in my mind, don’t know why, the last bit calling out for There’s a Light the Never Goes Out…
I wish my light for Wendy would go out – won’t do anyone any good and me nothing but frustration. But I am smitten and lost and adrift now. Every night, every morning, every text, every time.
You guys are on or you’re “on.” Probably the former.
That fete STARTS at 11:30? I’m down for the count by then. I just booked a trip to Las Vegas with an old pal. We were having a laugh about how it’s a late-night town but we won’t take advantage. At least the crap tables are open 24 hours.
“The crap tables” – you might not realise how funny that sounds to an English ear :)
Yes, I like the all-nighters. The music and the people are a bit more serious. And what with, er, one thing and another, it goes quite quickly!
What does your first line mean? Sorry – cant work that one out.
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