One day while I was whacking off to World of Warcraft Playing Choir boys who looked like an amorphous, undulating blobs of macaroni and suddenly I felt my bile rise up into the swimming pool outside, in which floated in orange flat sandals a body, the likes of which none had seen and I farted in surprise at the sheer exhilaration of it all but suffered a blow back which
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If you're not supposed to ride faster than your guardian angel can fly then mine had better get a bloody SR-71.