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| It was bound to, though. Purely by chance, the end of this week and start of the next create a nexus of f#*king terrible raining sh#t | |
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| You're right. The Glastonbury festival, then Wimbledon begins as soon as it ends... | |
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| ...don't forget the Summer Fête, that cannot occur under a sunny sky (except on leap years) | |
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| Oh, and Lolsworth's birthday as well | |
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| Exactly. This is what they were trying to do when they did raindances in pre-colonial America. f#*k, I bet Lolsworth's going to make us go on about his birthday too, the f#*ker | |
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