After a light lunch of a bap and pastry, what's so wrong about a dinner of egg fried rice, noodles with beansprouts and a tofu hotpot? Post-Weightwatchers, they say, of the Merovingian, he ain't heavy, he's my brother. But I was stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, and the only consolation my diet had was that we'd had a serious battle in the pool earlier in the day: only 6% faster than his big brother now, but rather more than 6% slimmer...
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Interestingly WG is 6% older than the Merovingian. This is only true until May.
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