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22 minutes and it'll be AFTERNOON here! 
And who you calling idiot? Snibberworgler.  
You, you lickalollatrollopus
Sounds disgusting.  
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Oh joy! Deep thoughcus on your philositrode and dangly 
ha Double Ha. Ha Ha
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Quoting Sir Stanley Unwin............. "One day, in the village of Ig, the parishioners were holding their annual Spleens Day festival which commemorated the day when the cloud fluffers of the neighbouring village of Frippit one night sneaked into Ig and coated the parson’s horse in fig syrup. In retalliation for this heinous prank the parishioners of Ig stormed Frippit, captured the cloud fluffers, ripped their spleens out and hung them out to dry on the Ig village square sundial. Due to the loss of their cloud fluffers, Frippit has had to make do with drab, boring, unfluffy clouds ever since."
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One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight, Back to back they faced each other, Drew their swords and shot each other, One was blind and the other couldn't, see So they chose a dummy for a referee. A blind man went to see fair play, A dumb man went to shout "hooray!" A paralysed donkey passing by, Kicked the blind man in the eye, Knocked him through a nine inch wall, Into a dry ditch and drowned them all, A deaf policeman heard the noise, And came to arrest the two dead boys, If you don't believe this story’s true, Ask the blind man he saw it too! 
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