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Tony Blair, Prime Minister, and Jack Straw, Foreign Secretary
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| Hey Jack, remember how you were actually against the war, but pretended to be for it because I told you to? | |
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| Well, some guy's gone and put it in a book. Sorry. | |
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Meanwhile, William Straw is visiting his uncle in jail
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| You know, I think it's terrible, the conditions they keep you nonces in. I'm going to write to the Home Office about it. | |
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| My, how you've grown. Come and give your old uncle a kiss. | |
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