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Illegals fail to
cross Channel. Karma. The sea
should have been karma...
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(17 Svllables)
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It's true, the French are far too classy to get drunk.
"Ausse ivre qu'un triton" (inebriated as a newt) is
the correct expression, I believe. (Talking of which,
settling down for the evening with a box set's great!
A box of red, a box of white and a box of that
cheeky rosé. Cheers!...)
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'I'm a Celeb' to be filmed in an English castle? How
soon before they start fighting over who's in charge
of the moat control?...
(Me? I'd rather make love to Keira Nightly)
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Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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