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Old 19-03-2013, 13:14
Becky Sharpe
Join Date: Jul 2012
Posts: 650
Yes, he was a French carpenter with a large moustache, and I was the former owner of two TV companies (which had gone bust), but I knew we could make this work.
Pascal’s usually soft, chocolate-brown eyes flashed with inky-black rage. ‘No woman talk to me like zat!’ he spat before stalking out.

The room momentarily fell silent. Merde! I thought to myself.
Merde! indeed. No, the above isn't a parody.. Apologies for the link but I couldn't resist
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