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Saturday, 26 January 2008
Upon hearing intelligent conversation at the urinal trough
MAN 1: Hey. You've got a small knob haven't you?
MAN 2: Huh, well, your mom wasn't complaining last night. When I was doing her, like.
MAN 1: Oi! My mom's dead.
MAN 2: Yeah, exactly.
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