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Hey.
We have a gig! We do it every year, and this year is no exception.
This year, Frank "my secret-boyfriend" Quitely has done us a poster. He's a lovely man, and I one day hope to give him many, many children.
Here is same:
As you'd expect, it kicks the living cock off of the one we 'shopped...
The music is going to be flowing from 7pm on the friday until 3am on the Saturday, so bring shoes you don't mind dancing bloody, and maybe a spare tshirt if you are as sweaty as me.
And dress up! |
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