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Lock up your daughters - and your sons, actually - hide the hard liquor and the drugs - bollocks, I knew I forgot to do something - because Spider Dijon is back in town, and he's got a thirst on him like an angry horse.
He's currently bouncing up and down on the mattress in one of the spare rooms and whooping like a she-yeti. Reckon he'll be staying for a while, or at least until he can find somewhere else. Er, Claire, you might want to...hide. Or prepare yourself, at least.
Gregg too.
Gosh, it feels just like the old days. Where's Rudi? We should go down the pub and hit on someone, and then hit someone, and then take something. Where's Tony?
Oh and Barley: shut up.
Get some bongos in! Come on!
He's currently bouncing up and down on the mattress in one of the spare rooms and whooping like a she-yeti. Reckon he'll be staying for a while, or at least until he can find somewhere else. Er, Claire, you might want to...hide. Or prepare yourself, at least.
Gregg too.
Gosh, it feels just like the old days. Where's Rudi? We should go down the pub and hit on someone, and then hit someone, and then take something. Where's Tony?
Oh and Barley: shut up.
Get some bongos in! Come on!