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  • MolotovHalfEmpty [he/him]
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    3 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.)