“Nearly there,” grinned Lucy. “And who’s this?”
“My window cleaner,” grimaced George.
“Thought he was banging your wife right?” said Lucy.
“I thought so, yes,” sighed George.
“Thought so?” asked Lucy. “Shame you changed your mind after he’d taken a tumble through the sixth-floor window.”
The window cleaner squirted Windowlene into Georges’ face and gave him a buff and shine.
“Oh and look at all the glass stuck in his backside,” laughed Lucy. “Hey, I bet that’s a right pane in the arse!”
Little Fears 
Hahaha, pane in the arse… you again at work.
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Narffle, cheers, Robert.
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I could clearly see that coming. Good window cleaner!
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Hah. No smudge on his reputation.
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Love it!!!
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Thank you, again, Jay. 🙂
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Maybe he shouldn’t have been banging his wife wrong
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Mmmmhmm.
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Oooh, sex
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Mmmhmm. 🙂
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Shattering
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Hah! 😛
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I like the plot!
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Thank you, Greg. Wasn’t happy with that story myself.
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Very nice work! Thank youf ofr sharing your art.
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Cheers, Hoodoo.
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You mean, ‘pane in theglass‘.
And, eff you, unnamed window cleaner!
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Bwaha!
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