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Getting beat to get that seat is not my idea of how to start the day, if I had my way I'd be younger and **** a spanner in his works, but he's bigger than me and I'm older than him by about forty years. Tears? I've got none fears I've got many a seat? there aren't any left. It's not only the rich that are idle, not on the underground line time after time I have spent my time standing and nor one of them youngsters has a thought of handing me a pew. My thought is **** you. one day you'll be stood and I'll think good but it doesn't get me a seat because he beat me to it.
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 2:56 AM UTC
Swings and roundabouts
Getting beat to get that seat is not my idea of how to start the day, if I had my way I'd be younger and **** a spanner in his works, but he's bigger than me and I'm older than him by about forty years. Tears? I've got none fears I've got many a seat? there aren't any left. It's not only the rich that are idle, not on the underground line time after time I have spent my time standing and nor one of them youngsters has a thought of handing me a pew. My thought is **** you. one day you'll be stood and I'll think good but it doesn't get me a seat because he beat me to it.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 2:56 AM UTC
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