Jacqui meets her boyf Paul drunk on the street, AGAIN! She hatches a cunning plan!
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Jacqui puts on a disguise to see if her boyf still recognised her when he's drunk!!!
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| He! He! He doesn't reconognise me! | |
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Paul thinks shes a foot and mouth diseased cow. Meanwhile Jacqui gets the zip stuck...
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| You have foot and mouth you must be exterminated! He! He! | |
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| Help me I'm stuck in this blasted disguise! Paul it's me! Your girlf Jacqui! | |
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