…at this stage you should just have your own sitcom…
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That isn’t at all funny
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followed home by a flock of seagulls too, i guess? 
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The thing is I actually love tinned mackerel. Spicy tomato sauce, chilli oil, katsu curry…all lovely eaten straight out the tin.
Don’t like wearing it.
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Used to see him in a club in Seel Street back in the day. Might have been called the Pink Parrot?
Life has gone full circle.
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You are lucky it wasn’t a tin of Surstromming :0)
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That genuinely happened me once.
Very scary.
I ran
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I hope the smell washes out of your Lois jeans and adidas sambas…
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I was given a tin of that by a customer I visited in Sweden when I left. They gave new two pieces of advice for eating it. One, take it round someone else’s house. Two, have alcohol first, preferably enough so you forget to have the fish 
I left it in the fridge until it started bulging and then binned it. Not brave enough.
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I blame the referees 
Best trainers ever.
I still have a pair of blue suede ones
No wonder the sky was raining locusts. I knew there was a curse coming upon us. Thankfully it is only on its way to Australia.
But have a safe onward journey
Sambas?
I always thought you were a crocs sort of guy!
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Don’t knock crocs, they’re bloody comfy.
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Ugg boots more like!
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