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is a sequel to National Velvet
My parents lived in Britain in the 1950s. (My father was a doctoral student.) One day they got to go to some royal reception, and my mother wore a dress of blue velvet. The problem was, the Queen was also wearing a blue velvet dress! Mother recalls that Her Majesty gave her a dirty look.
I'm not sure she was disapproving of your mother as I think your queen's face is permanently frozen in that position.
I especially like her Bohemian Rapsodomy
now you're messing with my head.
Heineken? Fuck that shit!
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