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If you can’t say anything nice about someone, it’s probably Jan Moir

Jan Moir…. Well, would you? Even after a skinful and enough GHB to tranquilise a team of Clydesdales?

From a personal perspective, an evening spent in a crack den, trepanning myself with a rusty hand drill holds more appeal.

Tongue firmly lodged in the anal profundities of The Daily Quail and Anton Vowl.

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2 comments on “If you can’t say anything nice about someone, it’s probably Jan Moir

  1. Oh, bleah. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit. I have to go gargle now.

  2. Frick. Can you believe I just misspelt my own website?

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