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(1855 - 1930)
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| England | Curse the blasted jelly-boned swines, the slimy belly-wriggling invertebrates, the miserable sodding rotters, the flaming sods, the sniveling, dribbling, dithering, palsied pulseless lot that make up England today. They've got white of egg in their veins, and their spunk is that watery, it's a marvel they can breed . . . Why, why, why, was I born an Englishman! | |
| France | I would have loved it -- without the French. |
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