that they had both had enough of his Cheeky rectal crush and promply blew them out from between his arse cheeks wiv a powerful wet trouser cough which was helped by a dodgy curry he had eaten the nite before that was cooked by….
speckled with dingle berries. searching in his trouser pockets, he found a can of special brew, cracked it open, poured a little on the ground and said
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