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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Heaven forfend, the very idea of not sharing makes me quail at its fowlness. If you just take a gander at the party menu, you will see the delicious feast available , just so long as you wash your hens before dinner. I predict there will be only poultry leftovers for tomorrow's lunch.
Cheers,
Marc
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The room is spinning and I'm feeling (felt/will feel) a bit woozy now (then/soon/muchlater). Terra firma where are you (will you be)? Neurons flash and fail as quickly. Senses. Do I have senses? I thought I had senses once. A sense. Of what?? Being? Or nothing. Nothing. Somebody pinch me, please! Hurry!!