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Author: * CiceroMaxiusJr Flavius -
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Date: Jun 18, 2004 - 16:39
 James! Make up your mind and decide what the hell you are now? He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liver slices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencod's roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine."
Puerile rubbish, James Joyce! Your use of language sits around the level of delinquent preteens.
" finally, we have proof that this professional muff driver is expose and is the Champion of pure trash in the 20 st century. Anybody knows that when a Irishman drinks, he couldn't tell the difference between his Felt hat and a Wig bought at W-mart on sale in the book section."
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