| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_11 | ~z~Still, at least you fit in... with the lads I mean. |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_12 | ~z~Oh too right, too right. |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_13 | ~z~Supping ale, looking at tits, right? |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_14 | ~z~Greasing myself, moaning my whole life, lying, like a proper fucking geezer I am. |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_15 | ~z~And not being some rich man's meat warmer. |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_16 | ~z~Wait! What do you mean? |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_17 | ~z~Just taking the piss Martin, don't mean nothin' by it. |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_18 | ~z~Who is that piece of crumpet? |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_19 | ~z~Oh, can't remember her name but I had her up the Gary. |
| lonerau.oxt | 1.41 | LONER_P1_20 | ~z~Good for you mate, anyway, excuse us Martin. |