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| Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: Stirlingshire
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| A drink As Quasimodo realised Esméralda never could love him, he decided he needed a drink. He hobbled of to an off license to get a bottle or two so he could drown his sorrows. At the offie, the assistant behind the counter asked what he wanted. ‘2 bottles of whisky’ as he twisted his misshapen body, he raised his arm and pointed at the row of bottles. Following where the finger pointed the assistant reached for 2 bottles of Johnnie Walker. ‘NO!’ screamed Quasimodo . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ‘The Bells! THE BELLS!’ |
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