Sprite let out a fart. “Sorry, bruv, had a curry last night.”
“What?” asked Spectre.
“I had a hot curry last night,” said Sprite. “Fuen said ‘ringsting,’ I said ‘why? What will he know about it?'”
Spectre stood up, dusted herself off and backed away into the dunes. “I don’t know you, I’m not your bruv and you’re not funny.”
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Arf.
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Walking on the moon….
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Hah.
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I’m a bit sketchy on Police songs….
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You had me at FART…
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Arf, excellent.
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😀
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😛
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😀
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😛
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Deodrant required 😂
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A dab of Febreeze. 😛
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