Hey, can I join you? I brought a bottle of Oban Single Malt and a two gallon bucket of ice.
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You, on your knees...
Some call me the Dark Lord, you can call me Master...
Some take delight in the carriages a rollin' and others take delight in the Hurley and the Bowlin', I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty lasses in the mornin' bright and early...
Would you like a wee tot of the juice of the barley then?
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You, on your knees...
Some call me the Dark Lord, you can call me Master...
Some take delight in the carriages a rollin' and others take delight in the Hurley and the Bowlin', I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty lasses in the mornin' bright and early...
How about relaxing with friends and having a drink or 20?
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You, on your knees...
Some call me the Dark Lord, you can call me Master...
Some take delight in the carriages a rollin' and others take delight in the Hurley and the Bowlin', I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty lasses in the mornin' bright and early...
Well, here, you take these five... and I'll take these 15.
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You, on your knees...
Some call me the Dark Lord, you can call me Master...
Some take delight in the carriages a rollin' and others take delight in the Hurley and the Bowlin', I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty lasses in the mornin' bright and early...
You, on your knees...
Some call me the Dark Lord, you can call me Master...
Some take delight in the carriages a rollin' and others take delight in the Hurley and the Bowlin', I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty lasses in the mornin' bright and early...
No molestation intended... The lick was just a friendly gesture... The petting was just me putting suntan oil on for ya...
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You, on your knees...
Some call me the Dark Lord, you can call me Master...
Some take delight in the carriages a rollin' and others take delight in the Hurley and the Bowlin', I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty lasses in the mornin' bright and early...