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March 28, 2004

Doubtless you do. However, these are not.

(Still picking oil, rust and detritus from under my fingernails)

"Ah now, I knows this bloke. He's got wooden false teeth, see? Made out of beech they are. He only puts them in when he wants to eat something."

"You know they used to make false teeth for sheep up the valley? When they gets old, they wear down their, what's the ones at the back of their head called? Molars. That's it. So they can't chew the cud, see? So these boys would make up false teeth so they'd get another couple of season's lambs out of them. You wouldn't catch me putting my hands in there - take your bloody fingers off, they would."

(Goes off to chisel two holes in the petrol tank of the car that's hanging from the crane.)

Posted by Hirez at March 28, 2004 04:12 PM


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