Staring at the barrels of a load of guns isn't quite how I thought my first day in Nepal would end. Yet here I am, on my motorbike, the engine idling, the smell of burning tyre filling the air. Eight guns levelled in my direction.
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This twee BBC shite's left us with a face like Dot Cotton licking piss off a net...
Seriously, he doesn't hold back...
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"Fuck you. Fedoras own hard"
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You'll be doing this now...
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We're rolling out the celebratory round derriere gallery...
Merry Christmas indeed
They're having an MDMAzing time, guys.
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