

EscapeErics EscapeEscape
The scene was set, everything in place, and breakout imminent. Suddenly, the slightly suspect tones of the ice cream vans bell rang clear around the prison. Every childs ears sharpened to attention as the collectively recalled Erics instructions. When you hear the ice cream van going along Stanmar Road, let the breakout commence! And so it did. Small hands took up unconventional arms; it wasnt easy to build weapons when all you had were vegetables, bed sheets and cutlery. Yet, the child inmates had succeeded. Carrots were let fly as the first wave of p
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If you work for a living, why do you kill yourself working?
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"Thou creamfaced loon!"
"PANTS, PANTS, my kingdom for some PANTS!"
"But soft, what PANTS through yonder window break?"
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Yeah, I know I'm cool. It's ok.
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"Thou creamfaced loon!"
"PANTS, PANTS, my kingdom for some PANTS!"
"But soft, what PANTS through yonder window break?"
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