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There I was, minding my own business chilling out with my Kindle on a lovely Chesterfield sofa unwinding after a busy day quality assuring over a proper real ale.
This slug-like swampy person comes over whittering something about wanting to check out how comfy the sofa is, as he has seen one that looks just like it but a lot cheaper at Land of Leather. Said he wanted to see how snuggable it was, so molested me. Maybe the aroma of squirrel juices is more alluring to women than to me, (If so, Zippy, CM, MP, Boudicia, get your coats), but I baulked quite spectacularly. This is a true testament to how cleanable the Kindle is after this nutter cracked one off to check out how wipeable the sofa is.
I am cancelling my impending holidays to check into rehab instead.
There I was, minding my own business chilling out with my Kindle on a lovely Chesterfield sofa unwinding after a busy day quality assuring over a proper real ale.
This slug-like swampy person comes over whittering something about wanting to check out how comfy the sofa is, as he has seen one that looks just like it but a lot cheaper at Land of Leather. Said he wanted to see how snuggable it was, so molested me. Maybe the aroma of squirrel juices is more alluring to women than to me, (If so, Zippy, CM, MP, Boudicia, get your coats), but I baulked quite spectacularly. This is a true testament to how cleanable the Kindle is after this nutter cracked one off to check out how wipeable the sofa is.
I am cancelling my impending holidays to check into rehab instead.
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