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[lee_rivers]

Had a dream the Mafia decided to become British cos the chips and vinegar cravings were driving them mad. Problem was they needed to be thugs and thugs need someone to thug, is that a verb? So they picked me, and just followed me everywhere, clogging up my kitchen at work and pushing over trays of gluetan free muffins and scaring the birds in the

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[eligible_boy]

Well really, what's the point of being in the Mafia if you're not going to chase birds? ;)

[lee_rivers]

Poor birds though, they're innocents in this! Tragic victims of chip cravings... or somesuch.

[eligible_boy]

Well, we've all been there...

[seminalsemiotic]

Oh my. Your subconscious is very odd...

[lee_rivers]

It is...

[lady_evanna]

Now I want chips and vinegar.

I think I missed the point, Honey!

[lee_rivers]

That's okay, I think I did too.

Chips and Honey?

Honey vinigar? Actaully I've tried that...

[lady_evanna]

Chips and milkshake! :D

Don't judge me!