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Originally Posted by Tealeaf
Anyone remember the Legs of Mann? I recall one exciting evening watching two ladies of the night busily engaged in a full and frank exchange of opinion as to whom had first call upon a client. There they were, rolling round on the bare wooded floor, attempting to unsurgically remove each others hair and eyes, when a few of the blokes decided to enliven the proceedings by given them a beer shampoo. Well, with mild at 12p a pint, it was easily affordable. Before they knew it they were swimming in a barrel of the stuff. Unfortunatly, the cops came in and put a premature end to the show. Shame.
Still, halycon days!
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the "Legs" was on the street by the General Post Office,just past the "County" was also frequented by the "Legendary" Bob Cotton, was never a good idea to stare at the guy.
was talking to a mate of his in spain the other week, still batting, but not very well i was told.