In presumably, trying to convince people that bears are cuddly and won't eat your head off when you say hi to them. Of course, the bears' name should be Teddy or else, it'll chew your head off.
I have absolutely no clue on the job matters. Considering a family friend couldn't help thinking of my new profound love for nothing, I'll start working next Wednesday, thanks to sympathy.
And Whitehall's 'twatter' doesn't lure even an inch of human brain, which proves he's an awful young man with a fancy face, and few good lines.
And Ian Kershaw will not talk to you directly, since he's better than you, or me.
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