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I have never shat the bed, but after downing half of a 2-liter cask (and then half a dozen shots of Tia Maria), I am prone to wandering past the Residence of Vice Chancellor Professor Chubb at three in the morning and shouting "Hey, Chubby bubby, hows it going?" while my mate pisses on the flagpole.
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Shut up and hug. MoreThanPretty, Nov 5, 2008.
Just because I'm nominally polite, does not make me a pussy. Sundae Girl.
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