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Written on May 9, 2007, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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It wasn’t like that last night, thought the man, as he lifted his head and looked towards where the noise was coming from. A torch shone in the dark, making him squint.

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  1. twit
    Posted 10 May, 2007 at 6:56 pm | Permalink

    “Would you like me to lapdance for you?”

    ~Alan Partridge

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