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Apparently Google has its knickers all in a twist over those cunts in the Eu and some shite about cookies. Frankly if they are biscuits then I will eat them, if you are concerned about this then fuck off somewhere else and read something else.

Saturday, 22 May 2010

Thursday night drinkies

Yes across to head office, not a bad meeting, the view on the way;

Was far better than from the office;
Still, a trip into a Youngs house and double chocolate stout means even an Oirishman cann be weaned of Clueless;



Not bad really!

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