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As Jimmy sat there, immobilised with exhaustion the memories just came flooding back. One particularily detailed flashback contained an image of being shot at by a farmer because he tried to steal a
golden snitch but then he discovered
my stash of chocolate bras. I didn't know what to say, would he think I was a weirdo? He spoke, "It's ok, I love chocolate, put one on for me." I kissed him
and cried "They're comin' to take us away, he he ha ha ho ho, to the funny farm where all the patients
are unable to see but have an amazing ability to perform
in bed, while watching TV and surfing the internet, unlike most men.
