Zwoti lives near the middle of England. London is in the south of England.
This attack makes me so sad and so mad at the same time. England is a great place for the stout of mind and sturdy of humor. I could very easily adapt to life in England. I love the people, the food, the comraderie. When I was there, I tried not to fit into the goofy American mold. I attempted to be friendly, curteous, gracious, and respectful.
I have a few friends and one ex boyfriend living in England. Now I'm worried, even about my ex.
I've got some grave yard dirt and some grave yard mold. Mayhaps I should erect a large curse upon their heads...(don't know why the magical community hadn't thought of that one.:rolleyes: fuckin' goody-goodies). What say you, Creeper, my lad?
Goddess bless all of our friends in England.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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