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Harry Secombe


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So, I was in the High Street and saw him up ahead of me. I yelled at him, calling him something extremely provocative, for some reason.

He came rumbling down the hill like thunder and we fell straight about it. In a crawl space.

I wasn't getting the best of the kunt. In fact, I could see he was crawling away from me and trying to get back on the street.

That's when I decided it was time to go all out filthy ninja on him. I got a grip on some fukking extremity. Foot or fingers? Started twisting and crushing them for all I was worth!

Woke up to the poor little dog that sleeps curled up against my chest screaming like fukk! She was leaping around the floor, at arms length, as I tried to mangle her back paw!!!

Fukking Hate bad dreams!!!

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