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	<title>Comments on: Black Wine against a Maroon sky</title>
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		<title>by: rupert</title>
		<link>http://butch.blogsome.com/2007/05/06/black-wine-against-a-maroon-sky/#comment-162</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 21:29:05 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>Yeah well, I half expected to be swpet up by a charging Afrikaaner and galloping away to freedom, however lost in Nth Carlton, I managed to pick up a hard rubbish bike from the front of someone's yard, but only was able to ride it about two houses, the wheels completely flattened and buckled, I rested against a wall and continued on walking, as I was nearly home I heard a rattling sound and saw to my surprise this Indian man drunkenly riding it, &quot;Hey you fucker that was my idea&quot; I shouted but he had turned a corner, I safely arrived home, glass 'n' all. Sometimes a bit of absurd theft is really all that's needed for a night - who'd have thought they would get so flamable about one of their glasses!

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Yeah well, I half expected to be swpet up by a charging Afrikaaner and galloping away to freedom, however lost in Nth Carlton, I managed to pick up a hard rubbish bike from the front of someone&#8217;s yard, but only was able to ride it about two houses, the wheels completely flattened and buckled, I rested against a wall and continued on walking, as I was nearly home I heard a rattling sound and saw to my surprise this Indian man drunkenly riding it, &#8220;Hey you fucker that was my idea&#8221; I shouted but he had turned a corner, I safely arrived home, glass &#8216;n&#8217; all. Sometimes a bit of absurd theft is really all that&#8217;s needed for a night - who&#8217;d have thought they would get so flamable about one of their glasses!</p>
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