Provided that those thugs didn't murder him and then simply hoof it 50 yards down field to Crouch
Lionel Messi Would Score on A Cold Tuesday Night In Stoke
Provided that those thugs didn't murder him and then simply hoof it 50 yards down field to Crouch
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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