I don't like jacket potatoes at all. They make me heave.
Either chips or mash for me, please.
I don't like jacket potatoes at all. They make me heave.
Either chips or mash for me, please.
"As the days go by, we face the increasing inevitability that we are alone in a godless,
uninhabited, hostile and meaningless universe. Still, you've got to laugh, haven't you?"
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