Well touch my giblets and call be Storrint! Surely this isn't the same wolf as the last one??? Well, it's the same type of coat, but a different wife. This bish came out of the Thomas Cook across the road skipping and flapping her coat around like a gypsy who'd just found a gold tooth. When asked if she'd like to be a part of Wolfcoat.co.uk she said that she'd love to, but was already late for the Shakira concert at the Berkely Tavern in Whitley Bay. Her loss...
Thanks very fuckn much, mate!!!! Ya could have fuckn telt uz that the Shakka was on!!!!
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It looks as though she's fixing to swing a bat at you. The only thing saving you from certain wide-nose syndrome must have been the fact that she had to hurry off to apply some extra nicotine to her fringe.
Hahaha, nicotine fringe! She did stink of tabs like...
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