It Crowd Ipsum

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No, that's the music you hear when... I'm sorry are you from the past? You're not comfortable with your sexuality? Oh, I'm very comfortable with my sexuality, I just don't want to be slapped in the face with their sexuality. No, that's the music you hear when... I'm sorry are you from the past? A story of a young man trying to find his sexuality in the uncaring Thatcher years. Warning: Contains scenes of graphic homoeroticism. How long have you been disabled? Ten years? Ten years, and how did it happen? If that's not a rude question. Acid? Unbelievable! Some idiot disabled his firewall, meaning all the computers on Seven are teeming with viruses, plus I've just had to walk all the way down the motherfudging stairs, because the lifts are broken AGAIN!

Yeah, you do know how a button works don't you? No, not on clothes. No, no, that's the music you heard when it come on. They just toss us away like yesterday's jam. I'll put this over here, with the rest of the fire. How long have you been disabled? Ten years? Ten years, and how did it happen? If that's not a rude question. Acid? Nicer ambulances, faster response times and better looking drivers mean they're not just the Emergency Services, they're your Emergency Services.

A gay musical, called Gay. That's quite gay. Gay musical? Aren't all musicals gay? This must be, like, the gayest musical ever. I'm a 32 year old IT-man who works in a basement. Yes, I do the whole Lonely Hearts thing! Huh, what you think I'm afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you. Yeah, you need to turn it on... uh, the button turns it on. So, remember the new number! 0118 999! 88199, 9119 725! ... 3! How long have you been disabled? Ten years? Ten years, and how did it happen? If that's not a rude question. Acid?

Yeah, you do know how a button works don't you? No, not on clothes. Yeah, you need to turn it on... uh, the button turns it on. You're not comfortable with your sexuality? Oh, I'm very comfortable with my sexuality, I just don't want to be slapped in the face with their sexuality. It's like they're pally-wally with us when there's a problem with their printer, but once it's fixed... Nicer ambulances, faster response times and better looking drivers mean they're not just the Emergency Services, they're your Emergency Services. Yes! If there were such a thing as a drudgeon, that is what we'd be to them.

They just toss us away like yesterday's jam. I am a man, he's a man, we're men! Ok, tell me how your feeling. I feel delicate... and annoyed, and... I think I'm ugly. He's had quite an evening. Someone stole his wheelchair. Did you see who it was? Red bearded man. How can you two... Don't Google the question, Moss! Unbelievable! Some idiot disabled his firewall, meaning all the computers on Seven are teeming with viruses, plus I've just had to walk all the way down the motherfudging stairs, because the lifts are broken AGAIN! Yeah, you do know how a button works don't you? No, not on clothes.

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