What's with the gold clowns? They are so yak! The woman in The Beer Store a gigantic one with a sovereign built into the middle. Now that's chavalicious!
Whilst we're on the topic of jewellery, it never ceases to amaze me how I manage to take all my jewellery off before going to bed in a drunken state. Don't get me wrong, I'm no jippo and there are certainly no gold clowns in sight, however, I do love my jewellery. Preferably sparkly stuff. Good thing I work in the best jewellery shop in town then, eh?
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I have never seen a gold clown necklace, and I hope I never do. I'd hate to spend the night in jail for punching someone in the throat. Although, if I explained myself to the judge I'm sure he'd let me off.
Yeah, a gold clown is like an invitation for a punch in the throat! I can't believe that you have never seen one before....maybe it's an English thing. You know how classy we all are over here. Ahem!
hey i gave that gold clowm to your mum. She loved it
Not as much as your mum loved the treat I gave her last night!
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