It was a boring sunday morning and George was bored...
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| hmm, what shall I do today? Oh, I know, I'll hang that old picture, I've been meaning to do that for ages | |
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George gathers his tools...
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| damnit! *sniffle* that hurt. this hammer must be faulty. Must... pay... a... visit.... to... Wickes... | |
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| hey, dude, know where i can buy a decent hammer? | |
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