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Would-be lovers Darren and Firth meet and plan their future
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| Hello Firth my friend! Wanta start a band? | |
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| Sure, we'll need some cocky git though | |
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Darren changes his image, trying to gain a Firth-alike appearance, and goes searching for such a person
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| Err, yo! Wanta be in a band, Kris? Me and Firth adore you and would love it if you could | |
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| Sure, I'm lead though cause you guys suck! | |
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The band never comes to fruitation and Darren just ends up hanging around him all the time
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| Please TBP get this guy away from me!! | |
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| Okay, but you better pay me well for this! | |
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