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Parade Post-Mortem

Sweary As the song I’d never heard before the Sopranos bled itself dry goes, I’m “just a small-town girl”. Or a deadened-little-village...
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Ho Noes!

Sweary This hot market analyst bought me a drink last night, and I’m just after waking up in a bath of bloodied ice water with a hole in my...
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The Apes of Arse (End)

Sweary Yeah, yeah. I know. Ireland’s going to hell in a handbasket, society is dithering down around our ears, and we’re haemorrhaging...