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Its raining in Australia.
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Its raining in Australia.
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
As kondo the humilators lunch was completely dry.![]()
"Something can be done, by careful analysis, to sort out truth from propaganda and legend. But this is where the real difficulties begin, since each student inevitably selects, constitutes criteria, according to his own unconscious assumptions, social, ethical or political. Moral conditioning, in the widest sense, plays a far greater part in the matter than most people- especially the historians themselves-ever realize."
-Peter Green
But something will happen
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
to the girl from Birmingham
She was dancing and singing
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
But she tripped and fell into a storm drain
TosaInu shall never be forgotten.
Who can help she now?
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
Nobody could help the poor maiden in time...the sewer croc splashed out from the deep and down she went....
TosaInu shall never be forgotten.
all thogouht she was dead, but...
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
She beat her way out of the crocs gullet and trained to be her pet.
TosaInu shall never be forgotten.
However in the meantime the pet managed to bite off her leg.
Dawn is nature's way of telling you to go back to bed
She was lost.
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
Her leg became infected and she died three weeks later.
TosaInu shall never be forgotten.
The meds cant explain that, and the parents..
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
Are broken, and the crocodile was,
Who fell in a tub of,
Chicken gravy, which, mightI add, was quite a delicious batch untill he ha to drown in it...ruined my gravy...![]()
TosaInu shall never be forgotten.
Because he had always secretly wondered what man-flavored gravy tasted like.
Ja Mata, Tosa.
The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the storm may enter; the rain may enter; but the King of England cannot enter – all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement! - William Pitt the Elder
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