Seen here raising the sacred bedsheets Flag of Flux and playing a fanfare on the golden Conk. Later this is filled with Thrimpron's Olde Peculier and smoked gently as they perform the ceremonial rite of the Wrong Brothers. Chanting the evergreen favourite "Banana Song" as they all push a freshly picked banana up the promanade with their noses and display them for the assembled throng on the pier.
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pray are you near me why are you near me can you hear me your rear is near me blasphemy's a codicil sometimes sometimes codicils are blasphemous the famous are some rich some rich fame is blasphemy I bought a card of logic and the logic was replete with cards good morning heaven good morning hell good morning