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"You are wasting the companies money!", the chancellor fumed, "If you don't stop spending money on
a gentleman's cabbage when you can save up and pur-chase englands finest accessory..the humble inflatable strap-on badger with groin attachment and realistic nipples
which when inserted, vibrated and screached a staccato hich "C" which brought the user to a celestial high and when over through them into a torrid depth of turmoil forcing them to commit to the lowest form of
anal harrasment. Infact had I realised this before I'd have got out my meat banjo and
heard a voice say, 'what the hells a meat banjo?'. I was slightly scared by it's foreboding tone. 'Who's there?' I asked (trying to sound tough). Out of the darkness came
a small white light putting the end to the night and rendering colours true and eyes to cover over with cateracts, all was good.
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Elephant Glitter - Fluffy
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Harold Bishop - The French Lieutenant
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