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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.

Monday, 21 February 2011

A wet start to the weekend

Sadly nothing to show for it, plenty of deer seen, we used a new high seat and bagged a fox but sadly the only doe daft enough to stand still didnt quite stand still long enough. To top it off Marty my client travelled down from Newcastle and on the way home his car broke down.
So back to wading through the emails and cleaning rifles.
Karen aka Miss Funnyfanny, sent this over, titled a brief history of Italy;

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