I have probably revealed too much in admitting that I have had these thoughts (I have had them before) I'm sure it reveals more about my psychological make-up than perhaps it is decent to. But I am perplexed as to why I have them. Thank goodness there is a safety device in my brain that shuts down the destructive synapses unlike the poor f**kers with tourette's syndrome.
Anyway, moving along.......the ladyfriend offered to enter a replacement for Tracy Emin's tent to Mr Saatchi. But I replied, where's the old bugger going to put a marquee?
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are you sure this is dave's body the face is his i think he's grown in to his looks by removing the beaver from under his nose.
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