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[kingshacklebolt]

Right, so I love me family and everythin but there's ten bloody people crammed into this place and they're drivin me crackers. Is it time ter bowl back ter school yet? Only six people in a dormitory the size o' this whole kun and it's fab. An havin me own bed is fabmost. Caesar kicks in his sleep and 'Raja snores. Course, so does that Black

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[cor_leonis]

i do not snore.

[kingshacklebolt]

do so.

your barnet fair looks potty. did ya let some blind git go after ya with the shears then?

[cor_leonis]

you are hardly one to tell others what sorts of hairstyles look attractive.

[kingshacklebolt]

come off it, mine isn't my fault! sides, all the birds think its handsome.

yer nesh and so's yer hair.

[cor_leonis]

poor shacklebutt. hair is not his fault.

forgive me if i do not want birds flocking round me. they have got talons you know.

[kingshacklebolt]

what d'ye know about my hair then?

and what red-blooded bloke don't want birds around? are ye a shirt-lifter too, like yer brother??

[cor_leonis]

how can i know anything about your hair? it is gone.

clearly you are not intelligent enough to understand a simple insult regarding your dialect skills.

anyway, the answer to that question should be obvious.