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I was out the other day for a drive in the countryside near Luton last weekend when all of a sudden I came around a corner as a lady in a car was coming the other way. Anyway she swerved and skidded towards an overweight sweating fella on a bike wearing a shabbyTottenham shirt, tracky bottoms with a stupid goaty beard. She was miles away but he panicked, through his bike in a hedge and jumped in after it, where a large damp puddle appeared around his feet & he burst into tears.
As I was walking to the last CUK bash, there was this short balding nerdy American chap sat outside the pub talking to a tatty baseball bat. He looked like he was trying to strike up the courage to go in. He was wearing a T-Shirt emblazened "MarillionFan UK" which looked sort of like the CUK logo. He was muttering to himself and had quite a nervous twitch. He smelt of strong body odour and appeared very nervous of me. I asked him if he was alright and he ran off muttering something about "getting back to his Tat shop".
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