Fond Farewell

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Before you start hearing about everything i get up to, i thought it only right that i endulge your egos a little by putting pictures up of the mighty leaving do. I guess this goes a little way into thanking you all so much for sucha great send off. It is very touching knowing that a person has so many great freinds and is going to be missed.
Still...i am sure you will all stay in touch, and in the meantime here is a little something to remember the night, i am sure everyone needs a little help with that, Sam's little ditty should help:

Ode to Will

There once was a bloke from Putney,
Who’s lived here so long, he’s cockney,
He’s about 6 foot tall,
And he acts like he’s cool,
And is hair is so long it screams cut me.

He wears it in the style of a bob,
If you ask me he looks like a nob,
A bit of a ponce,
Maybe even a nonce,
God knows how he got a job.

But he says that he works in TV,
And his job sounds very easy,
He acts stoke on Trent,
(for non-cockneys that’s bent),
He’s got darling written on his CV.

You can tell he’s a good looking lad,
Judging by the women he’s had,
But from talking to Carmen,
He can’t hold his orgasms,
To be over that quick’s pretty sad.

Furthermore, he’s not well endowed,
And I’ll say that in front of a crowd,
Dude, I know that you drink,
But it’s only one inch,
To be that small should not be allowed.

Now he goes by the name of Will Oldham,
And he tries to play Texas Holdem,
But he ifs and he buts,
He never gets the nuts,
And his cards, he always has to fold ‘em.

Hugh Fitzjohn is his middle name,
One hell of a mouthful I’d say,
He needs a cane and a hat,
Like a real pompous twat,
And ride around in his own zimmaframe.

Now Will’s off to travel the world,
But his girls staying here in the cold,
So thanks so much mate,
‘cause we’ve now got a date,
I’ll let you know how our relationship unfolds.

I could wind up young Willsy all night,
But we’re not here to do this tonight,
We should celebrate,
‘cause he’s going away,
And we’ll never have to buy him a pint.

So will you all raise your glasses with me,
Even though I’m filled with jealousy,
And drink to our mate,
Who’s in a drunken state,
We’ll all miss you incredibly.

Her

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