Originally posted by ladymuck
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's arse.
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. Long Long Ago and Far Far Away. It was all fields around here then.











. And there was a young lady jogging along at the same time
. I think I was having to move house or something. Obviously wishful thinking in getting away from my much too close relative. I hope he/she/it wasn't the jogger: <checks memory>: No, thankfully not, it was a genuine female of the species.
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. Poetry from Hay <click>.



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