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I have Aspalgin and Lucozade as my next trick, but I would rather gouge out my liver with a rusty dessert spoon than actually vomit (that, horses & trampolines are in my "Phobias" list...oh, and dry-decomposing from the inside out, and mob-tornadoes, and motile, tentacular fungus growing as lesions on my skin and pulling my body apart, and bees, and scaffolding, and public speaking, and Swarovzki figurines, and...)
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