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    An ISIS fighter is stumbling through the desert with a raging thirst when he comes across a stall run by a little four bi two geezer.
    Soap dodger asks, "Do you sell drinks?"
    Four bi two replies, "No my son, but I can sell you a tie for £5, a real bargain!"
    "You Infidel twat!" screams the soap dodger, "wot good is a fukkin tie, I,m dying of thirst!"
    "To show that I,m above all this religeous shite", ses the four bi two, "I will do you a big favour. About 2 miles over that hill my brother Isaac runs a cafe where he sells ice cool drinks".
    Soap dodger fukks off, but about 2 hours later he comes crawling back with his tongue hanging out and ses, "Your brother is a right bastard! He wont let me in without a fukkin tie!"

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    Ian Russell - Still 2 Fighting Fit Downunder

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      Cracker mate
      "If they control your speech.....they control your life"
      Me


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      • #4
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        Feckin reminds me of 9 Sqns Bar, one Airborne forces day a few years back, I turned up with no tie. But they had a good supply at the door for a price. Rubber Dicked again.
        Bob (geordie) Watts

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