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That cunt that shat all over me book
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in his poncy fockin' magazine!
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- It wasn't that bad! - No?
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"Mr. Hoggins should apologize to the trees
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failed for the making of his bloated autobio novel.
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Four hundred vain-glorious pages expire in an ending
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that is flat and inane beyond belief."
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Steady now, Dermot.
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What is a critic but one who reads quickly,
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arrogantly, but never wisely.
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Fock it.
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Dermot!