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Posted by Poster from the past on 28/8/2026, 19:58:22
All I'm saying is this could actually be the key to everlasting peace on earth.
outlaws is not the barometer of sanity. You're either Luton full tilt or you are nothing. We have spunked way too much money on shite. The end.
Hello Dan, it's Joe here I hope you're keeping well It's the 21st of December And now they're ringing the last bells If I get good behaviour I'll be out of here by July Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas Day Please don't let 'em cry for me
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland And Stella's flying in from the coast They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe But that won't stop the roast Who's gonna make the gravy now? I bet it won't taste the same Just add flour, salt, a little red wine And don't forget a dollop of tomato sauce For sweetness and that extra tang
And give my love to Angus, and to Frank and Dolly Tell 'em all I'm sorry, I screwed up this time And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her Early Christmas morning when I'm standing in line
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend I hope he can hold his own Do you remember the last one? What was his name again? Ah, just a little too much cologne And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger 'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
Oh, praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash And later in the evening, I can just imagine You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her Just don't hold her too close Oh, brother, please don't stab me in the back I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah, I love her badly Tell 'em all I'm sorry and kiss the sleepy children for me You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back
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on 28/8/2026, 19:58:22