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| Welcome to Radio Cuttlefish. | |||||||||||||||
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This is a picture of me, The Master Cuttlefish My powers are weak at the moment I'm 326 years old, and from the kingdom of Quorn. Soon I will be stronger... The time of the cuttlefish will come. Please join me in my campaign to stop those b*stard budgies from eating all the cuttlefish. |
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| And these are my legs... as you can see they have gone quite smelly!!! |  |
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Don't click on my moustache!!! |
Beware the evil Albert
Fish. He is the sworn enemy of The Cuttlefish. Behind that friendly moustached face lies a very dubious chracter indeed..
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| We're off to see the badgers!!! | |||||||||||||||
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In this section we will try to spot a Badger in it's natural habitat, and sometime in less natural surroundings. If we're lucky we may even see a Reserve Owl! If you spot one please be sure to help us call down the owl using the power of the ooooooo. If you join us tonight you may just get to see the badger rustling in a cold environment as it approaches feeding time.
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First of all, just in case you're concerned, here's the... Now, back to the Badger Parade! |
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Don't click on my stripe!!! |
This badger has been known to rustle in Safeway bags for as long as 15 minutes. Look at his stripey head! | ||||||||||||||
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Look, it's an honourary badger! He's scratching his arse on a rock! This badger has been known to travel to a far off land where they speak funny. It is rumoured that, whilst away, this badger frequents a badger brewery and travels on badger buses. |
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| A poem about my semi-ex-housemates. | |||||||||||||||
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John, he images things, Like a blue tongued skink, Feeling it's way around it's prey, When it's not sleeping. Denver, he works with small things, He theoretically pokes away at them, Like a woman washing up, Occasionally shouting "crazy fool". Albert, he programs a computer, With the grace and elegance, Of the goose that floats, So serenly on our pond. Matt, he grows super things, Gently nurturing them into a state that he likes, Like a big hairy gorrilla, Gently peeling back the skin of a banana. |
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