
Hitler: All ze best to give ze bitty, little boy
Huntly: My, you look young and smooth Potter, come bathe with me
Shippers: My god you are all dirty sick F'in Fat C's, you disgust me
Swiner: Oooo yes, ooooo missy, hmmmmm yes.
And that's Magic.
The rantings of the gannet and the kestrel, adrift in a Sea of fish and Elshaws.
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