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Polly had a favourite colour, a favourite toy and a favourite nu nu. She was a
retard with the mental age of 3. But one night she screamed and began to rock back and forwards in the corner of her room. It looked like she had just
been dragged through some hedges with electric barbed wire attached and out from under a lorry. She continued with the look until one day she met
Jo-Bob - he was a superfreak who lived high up in the hills. Every fortnight, he would come down and
grab something he shouldn't but that didn't deter him instead he continued his business and he
punched himslef silly, he wanted to self harm and went round shooting poo into there faces. They splat with brown, mushy stuff. What would you call that?
