So after the club I had a quick trip around the city looking for people seeking attention. The first lot weren't hard to find. I was told that the Orangemen were marching down Deansgate so I quickly rushed there expecting to see the largest congregation of Umpa Lumpas ever to be seen in Manchester. Imagine my disappointment when I was confronted by the unhappiest lot of Irish and Scottish Protestants I had ever seen. They all looked very serious.
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"The Orangemen and Women (not the umpa lumpas!)" |
Then I found a shouting bible man who told me that, "He was my mediator and my actions will be judged, Salvation can be achieved but wasn't guaranteed". I don't know who "He" was, I should have asked really but, huhhh!
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"The Bibleman" |
And then thankfully I found a man who was only interested keeping the blues alive in Manchester (No, not City, I wouldn't be thankful about that at all!). The Hoochie Coochie Man(cunian).
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"The Hoochie Coochie Man(cunian)" |
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