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Peter Sissons dead. Here's my Sissons story.
I was at uni in Middlesbrough at the time he was doing #bbcqt which had been in the town hall that night. Afterwards he was spotted by is in the Madison nightclub, proper sticky carpet job about the Linthorpe Centre shopping arcade. 1/
I was at uni in Middlesbrough at the time he was doing #bbcqt which had been in the town hall that night. Afterwards he was spotted by is in the Madison nightclub, proper sticky carpet job about the Linthorpe Centre shopping arcade. 1/
He's cracking on to some women, looking incongruous in his suit in that club on a Thursday, but some women are giving him plenty attention because TV star and all that Mate of mine's brother decides he's had enough of this,
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So he drops his keks and boxers and shouts, "Ow! Peter Sissons! Look at my knob!"
Sissons looks over, acknowledges the sight with a slight nod, and turns back to the ladies.
My mate's brother was hoyed out by the bouncers.
The end.
Sissons looks over, acknowledges the sight with a slight nod, and turns back to the ladies.
My mate's brother was hoyed out by the bouncers.
The end.
