Vinnie Sullivan
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If you are the type of person to swim in the river Thames, canals or stagnant lakes, then you deserve everything you get.

Happy Weil's Disease everyone.
Don Sangmoore

#TheRealityReport
Communist exhumation of a nun, Spanish civil war.
Can I just say I am sorry for the consistent spelling mistakes on my feed's!

That is all
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“OK Google, Who is Vinnie Sullivan” - Mainstream LIES!!

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Parliament Square, 1903
Anyone remember this SORT!

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Just dropped the kids off at the pool...... Nearly split me in half! Looks like king kongs finger down there
If only you all keow how much you mean to the UK and the memories I will carry for the short time I am still on this earth.

#WeAreWhoWeAre We Are TRR
Fee fie foe fum, I smell the doorbells of gate-keeping scum
Boots of Spanish Leather
Bob Dylan
Oh how can, how can; you ask me again it only brings me sorry.

The same things I would want today I would want again tomorrow
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Pretty Boy Floyd by Woody Guthrie
"Yes, as through this world I've wandered
I've seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.

And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won't never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home"

#WeAreWhoWeAre
Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed
Then prayed and bled some more
And the only thing that I could see
Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me

But when we got back, labeled parts one to three
There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
And a rovin, a rovin, a rovin I'll go
For a pair of brown eyes
Braes of Moneymore
Patrick Street
Music used on my last stream.

We had to leave our homes once too...

When we left our homes, we built something where we arrived; we did not destroy it.... we made it better.

"How lonely is the pigeon's coo and sad the blackbirds lay
And loud and high the thrushes cry on a long bright summer's day
And as I sat down to cry me fill sure the tears come trickling down
For in the morning I must leave you my own dear native town

Kind friends I'll bid you all adieu I can no longer stay
Our big ship sails tomorrow and its time I was away
So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar
And we'll sing in praise of Springhill Braes and lovely Moneymore"
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I have seen some serious sh*t today THIS ONE IS BIG more to come