Since we now live here

They’d have been up
in front of these guys

If you didn’t like it this would be your fate

Or this.

No burning elastane in sight!!

Grooming the young

for a life here

No one is to work any more. You beg, suplicate and grovel in front of a panel of the chosen.

Chosen where?
Here.

The old fart would never have signed.
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Voyoy cheeky, leave us a deadletteredroped..