I was facebooking with my cousin, who is an architect, about lady ga ga and a hat she said she had knitted - which looked just like a tit - when she sent me a photo of the hat. She posted it on my page and called me a tit. It looked like a poached egg. I said we were close knit tits and she said she was once a litter picker. I called her a tit-knitting, litter-picking knit wit and she said: 'g'night cuz'.
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