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dad also said "i'd pay a fortune to walk barefoot on a sea of tits" or words to that effect (strohm remembers verbatim, probably--goodmemory
— Juliana Hatfield (@julianahatfield) December 15, 2011
As was the case last year, a late entry picks up this prestigious award.
Perhaps the greatest piece of poetry written this year.
Performed by John Cooper Clarke Phil Whelans on the excellent Stop! Hammertime, aka West Ham Podcast.
These two have more musical talent than James Blake.
My mam's mum's birthday also falls on a Tuesday. Always.
The start of a run of sketches posted on YouTube via Fosters every weekday this month.
That's every weekday this month.
Internet love.
So, you're saying the guy shot the whole thing in green screen, John Williams?
Fantastic.