tags: food, marmite, Reading town
The strangest things can happen to an unaccompanied girl,
of an evening,
in Reading.
Marmite binge is just one hazard that effects even the most un-pregnant of people.
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November 27th, 2008
Twigglets?
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November 27th, 2008
This is why people shouldn’t live on their own.
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November 28th, 2008
I’m free for a ‘Marmite’ twosome!
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November 28th, 2008
Scarlet, I always keep an ample supply of twigletts in the house, they were difficult to find in the US so I’m making up for years of abstinance.
Kevin, I’ve developed lots of single-person antisocial tendancies of which this is just the tip of the iceberg…
Stephen, I suspect there might be a marmite appreciation evening brewing at the Wendy House in the near future.
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