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My uncle was a strange man. It's rumoured that he once spent 16 months trying to
work out why and how he had fallen in love with Mary, the girl next door. He demonstrated his love by cultivating his blackheads so they combined to make a puss-filled image of her face. To his surprised delight she was so impressed she
weed on her dog.
Not that I approve but
she never did have control of her bodily functions, nor did she
feel the need to be courteous and say ‘please’ or ‘thank you’. In fact she was just rude in general and frankly a bit of a cow.
coathanger fingers