LADY LUCK, I NEVER DOUBTED THEE
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Lady Luck, at the bar, chatting about her magical skills, but you don't believe it's her. She continues to pursue your interest, yes, she's seen that you're a person of sophistication, drinking a Madri. Very continental. You tell her to prove who she is, she says, leave it with me, pay attention to the FA Cup draw tomorrow.
Oh my, this is embarrassing. We didn’t even swap MySpace addresses.