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Hoddle is a god
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Dont fookin drag me down with you ****you blow all the silver bubbles you want as you sink in your plate and mail
Oh.
Well, I cannot pretend that I am not hurt by your betrayal.
I guess the easiest thing to do for everyone is to simply bow, unquestioningly, to authority and acquiesce.
I won’t, though.
The spirit of Raoul Moat lives on in me. Decades from now, your children will be writing songs about me.
you blow all the silver bubbles you want as you sink in your plate and mail


