The End is nigh! This is the Newdegate Pub, and flooting above the pool table is kelly's shag. ( owns the shack!) A sound bloke might i add. so a few beers, a good nights kip and a long butt braking ride home tomorrow.
There laying on the slab was a small but Perfectly form being. the woman held the life form up and looked unto its dark eyes and said " I shall call you Fester " and fester was born, and from that moment, he was great! ( and now he lives in auzzland )
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no no no you'll ruin the baize! pool table surfing is not a sport!
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