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@BandobrasGnome @Rom_GCY for you

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@Rom_GCY @jzux He should working a job. He should be a master at excel spreadsheets

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@kennykeil @Rom_GCY

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@Rom_GCY @shanhorandraws Genuinely harder to teach those dogs how to sit than our own

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@onthewayjay @Rom_GCY

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@Rom_GCY @DobbyClub06 That’s the face of a Ferret about to go through the throes of demanding why there’s ‘NO TURKEY!?’

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@Rom_GCY @DobbyClub06 Don’t even need to know which one is which to know the one on the left is Mark.

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@ForeignerMusic @PaulMcCartney @Rom_GCY who wins Ringo’s toes or Paul’s screech

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@SteveJmz @Rom_GCY

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@Rom_GCY @trapreloaded The Beatles. The four Beatles from Liverpool

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@Rom_GCY @doxie_gay Liwally hitting the swiddy

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@Rom_GCY @kgleeb But I’d the Grilled Cheesus episode better than the Hannah Montana chip episode

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@Rom_GCY @MsAdrianBlack Cowards should have sold edible carbonised bread

["Online Rent-a-Sage" Bret Devereaux @BretDevereaux]

I guess we're doing this now too.

The issue with the original tweet is twofold: the first problem is of 'Latinity' - sure the Romans have a word, but how do they use it? Is it common? What are its most common uses?

The second is the failure to grasp Roman self-perception. 1/

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@Rom_GCY @itshemiii From the Twisted Mind that brought you Mickey Mouse, this sadistic freak is going to alter your brain chemistry and seriously FREAK YOU OUTTT

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@Rom_GCY @_cosmicangst Obviously including the Mox of Balhoon

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@Rom_GCY @_cosmicangst Genuinely think I’ve got all those figurines in the shed

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@mralistairgreen @Rom_GCY

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@mralistairgreen @Rom_GCY he’s done very well there. That’s another excruciating watch

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@Rom_GCY @stefmowords From now on the Beatles are going to release nothing but jaunty, whimsical Edwardian ditties like When I’m Sixty-Four and You’re Mother Should BASTARD Know.