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Aug 2016
You see when we were young
My dad used to buy us fish and chips and we got tatare sauce
Into my finger nails and my dad was treating my brother and I like 2 cool kids and we all sat down watching tv and eating fish and chips and yes it was ever so tasty and dad sat there keeping us all in line with his fingers Producing the smell of
The fish and chips as it dripped all over our hands but we didn't mind because our dad loved to buy us fish and chips. Especially from ocean master or the local take away shop and it was ever so tasty, so tasty in fact it brings a great tartare smell
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johnny georgy brown
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