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lifesagasman
gasser had to get a job. it's no good eating all the biscuits thinking life's a bed of roses when the biscuits are running out fast.
fortunately, he's happy-go-lucky and a quick learner, and with a gritty but slightly malevolent sense of humour. one day, for a laugh, he wrapped his foot in a bandage, put a sling round his neck and put his foot in it, then went to my dressing-up cupboard and got out my favourite cowboy hat and put that on. then he hobbled down to the local pub where Dick Puller is known to be frequently embedded in the shag-pile, kicked open the door of the saloon and gruffed 'I'm looking for the man who shot my paw'.
Dick, renowned for being grim-faced, chortled so much he had to be airlifted to the sanatorium where he was declared to be happy, and unfit to drink for 3 months. well done, gasser!
fortunately, he's happy-go-lucky and a quick learner, and with a gritty but slightly malevolent sense of humour. one day, for a laugh, he wrapped his foot in a bandage, put a sling round his neck and put his foot in it, then went to my dressing-up cupboard and got out my favourite cowboy hat and put that on. then he hobbled down to the local pub where Dick Puller is known to be frequently embedded in the shag-pile, kicked open the door of the saloon and gruffed 'I'm looking for the man who shot my paw'.
Dick, renowned for being grim-faced, chortled so much he had to be airlifted to the sanatorium where he was declared to be happy, and unfit to drink for 3 months. well done, gasser!