Then how about joining my club? Yes poppet, a club. No, not one of those packed lunch doo-dahs. This here’s an exclusive society, don’t you know, where I’ll send you a spot of news and my latest giveaways. Which is much better than an orange biscuit, when you come to think of it.
Check back soon for a prize that’ll knock your chocolate sprinkles off.
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