Uncle Albert I once knew a lass who told me outright That she wasn’t looking forward to her wedding night. I suppose we were drinking to celebrate a kind of new life for her and her mate. I patted her hand and said do not fret all the lads in this pub have laid down a bet. They do not think it is... Sign in to see full entry.
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