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| Monday, June 25, 2007, 9:38:28 PM |
Mick's wife was furiously humping away with her husbands best mate Peter when suddenly the phone rang. She hopped out of bed and returned to the sweaty sheet after a brief conversation. "Who was it? The back stabbing buddy asked. "Oh, that was Mick." She replied calmly. "Oh shit, I'd better be going then!: he said. "Did Mick say where he was?" "Relax - he's down at the pub, playing a few games of pool with you." |
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