Originally posted by Phil Carter
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Originally posted by Simon Wood
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Originally posted by Phil Carter
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Consider the scene just outside Mitre Square at about 1.30 am:
Jack, feigning congeniality: “And what’s your name then, missus?”
Kate, with her hand on Jack’s chest: “Nuffing - like I told ’em at the cop shop earlier.”
Jack: "Right then, here goes Nothing. Whack."
Love,
Caz
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