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Sunday, June 22, 2008

The New Boris


Here's a turnup for the books. Boris can say what he bloody well likes for years, and the moment one of his advisers says the sort of thing he used to do, he's out.

This is just a bit weird for me. Guess he won't be saying "piccaninnies" any time soon.
Posted by sp3ccylad at 22:06

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