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Wednesday, 13 September 2017

Cornish.


Nigel discovers something nastie in his pastie. 
Posted by Olivia Swinn at 01:15
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      • How oarful
      • Home
      • Take my Monet.
      • I'll wash, you dry
      • Yama - hahahaha
      • A first class Flyte
      • Selling the sausage
      • Exit Nigel
      • Stiffy Tockee Kudding
      • The key to a great hotel.
      • Mon Sherry.
      • Village life.
      • Pilgrimage.
      • Shrek.
      • Ploughing through.
      • Nowhere man.
      • Mr Potato Head.
      • Village of the damned.
      • In tiers.
      • Romaine calm.
      • Pulling the plug.
      • Vlog.
      • Guilty your honour.
      • When in Rome.
      • Oh my cod.
      • Fishy.
      • Gin membership.
      • Dog town.
      • Cod do batter.
      • Cornish.
      • Christian Bale.
      • Baahmy
      • Ahoy.
      • Paradise.
      • Gateway to hell.
      • I used to Noah a guy.
      • Holy Water
      • Cracking up.
      • Baaaaaaa.
      • Too sweet
      • Full English.
      • That's put me BrightOff.
      • A sister at the sisters.
      • Relish.
      • All a blurrrrrrrrr.
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