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I'm best man at a wedding. It's going to be quite a big one as there are a lot of awful guests.
Dreading it, not the speeches etc., but ghosts of girlfriends past.
And talking of girlies, girly wonders: doesn't the Sun ever come up here?
Dreading it, not the speeches etc., but ghosts of girlfriends past.
And talking of girlies, girly wonders: doesn't the Sun ever come up here?
it's been an awful summer
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