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Re: It Was Me That Swore At You.
As well as a sharp word or two in her lug hole, she would have got a sharp jab with a finger to alert the ignorant git to the fact.
Cashy, perhaps you should just have stood there breathing deeply, listening in to her rivetting conversation.
'Yeah am in Accy.'
'No.'
'Saw 'em in Farm Foods.'
'Yeah.'
'Yeah.'
'Bridge t'night.'
'Yeah.'
'Yeah.'
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'If you're going to be a Kant, be the very best Kant there is my son.'
Johann Georg Kant, father of Immanuel Kant, philosopher.
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