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    • MolotovHalfEmpty [he/him]
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      4 years ago

      You wot mate, I'm as British as a Yorkshire pudding slathered in custard, being rolled down a hill for sport! What, what, tally ho!

      Clicks heels together, disappears up chimney.

      (And everyone should dunk on us. We're fucking dreadful.)