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I thought that the point of dunking was that working class people like you (and Marcel Proust) could savour the taste of the tea-flavour-impregnated biscuit, rather than the experience of biscuit-gunk-infested tea. Anyway, if you're typing with one hand, and there's a ciggy in the other, you've already run out of limbs, unless you want to hookah-ize your ciggy *through* the tea-and-biscuit-crumbs. (Please tell me that you don't!) |
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Are you upper-middle class, or lower-upper-upper-middle class? |
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You are right about the not taking ciggies out of mouths tho'. I worked in a shop many moons ago and we had one customer who had a nicotine stain ON HIS FACE; went from the niche in his lip where his perma-ciggie sat right up to his eye..... |
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(I must know, from whence cometh the name "Spidergoat"? j/c) |
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I was having an idle thought of what might have happened if the radioactive spider had bitten another creature instead of Peter Parker... |
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Like Mary Jane, now that would have been good. Spiderwoman, grrr... |
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[I'm off to make some 'New American Currency' now...] |
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aaah yes... yummy.... buscuits coated in wax.... |
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