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Saw this joint once—red lights, smoky air, girls laughin’ loud. One chick, swear, looked like she could knock me out—tougher than me in the ring! “You’re free now,” I’m thinkin’, like Ida’s nun vibe, but nah—they trapped, smilin’ through it. Pissed me off—world’s messed up, man, chewin’ ‘em up.

Kingpin snared by pal's brothel bender

Conspiracy theories about the Dunblane massacre were fuelled by a year ban on the publication of sensitive information, newly released files have revealed.

First off, I hit up the local café on High Street. You know, the one with the best scones? I swear, they’re like little clouds of happiness. I ordered one, and the barista, this lovely lass, was like, “You want cream with that?” I’m like, “Duh, of course!” But then, she dropped the cream. SPLAT! Right on the floor. I laughed so hard, I nearly choked on my coffee. I mean, who drops cream? Only in Dunblane, I guess.

‘Total’ ban on mobile phones in Dunblane High School classrooms