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It was whilst back-packing through Swindon that I first came across a young
, pneumatic looking market researcher. "Would you mind if I asked you a couple of brief questions?" she asked. "It would seem you've already begun" I replied. She took out her pencil which she'd been using as
alternative to ravishing her dog. Now that Jesus was back from Oddbins she decided to
wrap her head in a paper bag and wait for night to come. After three hours she had lost track of time, and since it was dark inside the bag she presumed that night had fallen. She lifeted the bag from her face to see the beady eyes of
a little gimp, watch him as he gives birth to a chimp
which is impressive since chimps are reptiles and come from eggs.
Crowfeeder
Yown
Harold Bishop
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