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... so help me God.
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I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
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I am currently wearing forty three strategically placed chocolate eclairs and have been declared officially naughty by the Mayor of Paris.
The Victorians provided special cubicles in every English town centre to enable doctors to change discreetly out of their surgical gowns. Almost none survive today, and for that matter most of the cubicles are gone too.
The cubicle was the very first platonic solid, but Plato soon came to consider it puny and replaced it with larger variant.
Cubicles are formed when water freezes on snooker cues.
This year, I'm spending my holidays in Gondwanaland.
My keyboard is made of cheese, I hate it but the mouse loves it.
A wooden box will always keep blancmange fresh.
I have no concerns for Projoy, or, indeed, the fact that they are better at this than me.
I tried making a blancmange box, but it was too squidgy.
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