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In being alive in the 21st century, Paul is a regrettable miracle, as the rest of his family tree - the genus Australopithecus, a distant ancestor of man who first appeared in Africa approx 4 million years ago - became extinct 2 or 3 million years later.
Even though Paul's Australopithecus forefathers were only half the size of modern man and spent their nights in trees, Paul is taller and sleeps in a bed (or occasionally in a puddle), but has retained many of their traits, and has also imported their exotic conduct into the modern world, as evidenced by his uninhibited - nay, joyful - breaking of wind, communicating with grunts augmented by a crude sign language, appropritaing more than his fair share of food meant for the whole tribe and attracting only the company of the house's most dysfunctional and toxic beins. He is the sort of creature you'd expect to see supine in a puddle at midnight outside a pub,, drunk, with his pants full of faeces and urine., incoherent but full of himself, perhaps praying that one day his solitary brain cell will be gifted a companion by his deity, the Great Pumpkin,. This is the idiot who opined that "if you are not willing to be kept up at night by him and his fellow morons, you don't belong in the B.B. house". A ghastly dawnman. |
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