Prophet warning –

Police lights, there are Disco Dancing Police lights.
give three cheers when driving by that deep and ugly ground, you have witnessed something transcendent.
expensive menu, green and yellow vomit-mix slapping concave glaze before jaws snapped, necks went limp, and many coloured eyes gave a blow-out salute to rubber radials
finished four courses, cigars, the unexpected celebratory sign-off from Top of the Bill After-Dinner Speaker – ‘I hope you all die in a car crash.’
Career cut short ex-Football player took a long circuitous route through the circuit with a joke book and uncanny Prophecies


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