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| We've reached new depths of squalor. I had to make a cup of tea in a pint glass and...what are you doing? | |
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| Buttering a flour tortilla. We've no clean dishes left so... | |
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| That's it, we're going for a curry. | |
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| The Indian Ocean overlooks a gym, we can watch foxy Boxcercisers while we eat, we should go there. | |
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| AUGH! That fat woman on a bike! It's like two fleshy zeppelins, fighting for supremacy! | |
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| I'm so glad I can't see this. | |
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