Supermarket trolley anger
Speaking as a former trolley boy, I urge you to MAN UP. Our supermarket was next to Tramp Central and I had to wade through the legendary river of tramp's piss for which the town of Reading was rightly famous.
Tramp's piss, I say.
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You'd have to be paid serious money to retrieve anything from a lake at the top end of NT - every bit of water up there if filled with tooth-laden reptilian DEATH.
And that's just our prime-minister ...
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