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| So I was parked there literally for about ten minutes and I come back and it's been fucking clamped... | |
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| Shut up! Here comes Bob. Hide! | |
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| Gary? Steve? Hello? (sigh) Oh, well another night on my own in front of the telly I guess.. | |
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The sad thing was that Bob was dying of cancer - and that apart from his bad personal hygeine he was a really nice bloke.
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