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The story so far
Which for reasons only known to cranky old grannies wearing leather straps earting frog legs and previous prostitutes.
By now the road was open we could see dancing pick badgers wearing yellow thongs reaking of fish. Ask politely if you can borrow some soap and clean that stain. You are delighted at how the helmet becomes, wear it onů..
*insert something profound/witty/humorous here*