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June 25, 2008 at 8:20 am #941
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    Becky and Sean had been honeymooning in Galle , on the southwestern coast of Sri Lanka, for just over a week. It hadn’t been going too well, truth be told, as Becky had become increasingly frustrated at her broadening waistline, and Sean had discovered the joys of cashew fenny liquor.

    You’re not getting fat, Becky, you’re pregnant! slurred Sean, taking anoter swig of fenny.

    Becky scowled at him. Bugger off you drunken twat, she said huffily. Some fucking honeymoon this is! You’re always too drunk to get it up, and I can’t fit into any of my clothes.

    Sean sighed, and staggered out onto the hotel room balcony, clutching his bottle of liquor.

    Oh I can’t stand this! shouted Becky, I’m going out.

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    • A yellow monkey jumped from the top of the fridge onto Dido’s hair. She screamed like a beaver and dropped the ice cream jar she was devouring voraciously. Mater, who just happened to enter the kitchen at that very moment, rolled her eyes. When it was not curry cookies, it was icecream. If she continued to eat ... · ID #3922 (continued)
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