welly, welly well.

[missie]

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No time for the old in-out, love, I've just come to read the meter. :naughty:

[Santa]

Viddy well, little brother. Viddy well.

There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.

[missie]

Naughty, naughty, naughty! You filthy old soomka! :blushing:

[Santa]

And the first thing that flashed into my golova was that I'd like to have her right down there on the floor with the old in-out, real savage.

[Alien5]

Food alright?


Great sir, great!




Try the wine!

[missie]

Appy-polly-loggies. :snooty:
I've suffered the tortures of the damned, sir.
Tortures of the damned.

What happens if a terrier snorts bicarb?
Out of intrest. :unsure:

[Alien5]

For being a bastard with no manners, you haven't a dook of an idea how to comport yourself public-wise, O my brother!

[missie]

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If you ever need anything please don't hesitate to ask someone else first. :happy:

[peat moss]

Food alright?


Great sir, great!




Try the wine!



Tender bits of steaky wakey , I always liked the chewing part . :happy:

[Alien5]

moloko plus vellocette :beer: