Being a charidee worker, one's ceaseless plight to help the disaffected can occasionally harden the heart. However, from time to time one gets a bolt from the blue that plucks every string & this post is the most recent & possibly the most profound. Anyone out there with a pulse surely cannot fail to be moved by Dog With Tits's virtual fate: He don't need money, he don't need a bra, he just needs your help at this difficult time. God save the King!
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Thank you, Mr. Egg-what-have-you. Thanks to people like you, Dog With Tits is shitting in the back garden of the World Wide Web free from the imminent threat of virtual extermination at the hands of a miserable fucker who's rather too precious about the integrity of his holiday snaps. If there's anything you want in return, feel free to piss into the wind whilst whispering what it is, and see if your wishes come true.
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