2666 mugs. One of them is exactly right.
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Nothing is certain except death, taxes, and "sorry, just seen this".£12.95
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The course of true love never did run smooth. It ran to voicemail.£12.95
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Bricked him up in the cellar. It's not that deep.£12.95
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I doomscrolled, weak and weary.£12.95
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Paint me, warts and all. No filter.£12.95
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at our phones.£12.95
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Please, sir, I want some more. Also the wifi password.£12.95
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends. After this brew.£12.95
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Ask not for whom the bell tolls. It's a parcel.£12.95
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I contain multitudes. Mostly snacks.£12.95
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Now is the winter of our discontent. Put a jumper on.£12.95
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Two. Three on a good day.£12.95
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Is this a dagger I see before me? No. It's my phone. It's 2am.£12.95
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Call me Ishmael. Actually, text.£12.95
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Left him. Took the kid. Took the paintings. Slay.£12.95
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It was a dark and stormy night. The app said sunny.£12.95
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Hope springs eternal. So does the typing bubble.£12.95
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It is a truth universally acknowledged that he is not going to text.£12.95
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To err is human. To reply all, unforgivable.£12.95
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Got a painting to do the ageing. Skincare routine.£12.95
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Double, double, toil and trouble. Girl dinner.£12.95
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The die is cast. Sent. Can't unsend.£12.95
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Elementary, my dear Watson. It was the boyfriend.£12.95
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My kingdom for a charger.£12.95
