As one might expect from a gentleman in such an exalted position, the mayor had met the great and good of all nations, a fact of which he was quietly proud. Above his mantelpiece were three framed photographs, depicting the most prestigious of these encounters: the mayor meeting Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II; the mayor meeting His Holiness Pope John Paul II; and the mayor meeting...
Kenny New Year, everyone.
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The internet is a strange place Tim. My friend Mr P. is a member of this.
Happy New Year, Tim! Have a good one.
It's hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralysed.
Have a happy and prosperous New Year.
You've painted up your lips and rolled and curle your tinted hair
Happy New Year
I got given a cat by the Bishop of Halifax once. Happy New Year.
Blimey, first Blockbusters, and now this! Tim, you are a man of many talents and achievements.
Also: I've been trying to work out your tagline for ages, but I think it's the Thompson Twins.
Happy New Year!
That's terrifying, Murph. Rather too many of them resemble my dad.
You too, Marsha. All the best.
Betty and Bellulah clearly only know the really depressing one.
Is that a euphemism, Roland?
I'd like to pretend it's Kierkegaard, Patroclus, or maybe Foucault but, yes, it's them with the wacky haircuts.
Kenny new year to you too, Timothy.
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