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Originally Posted by babycakes
Problem solved - the Champion shot-putter who was wolfing down a triple sized greasy fry up at the corner table was drafted in to deal with the now very distressed Ass. She simply tucked the braying donkey under one arm and wandered off in search of the local petting zoo. The Ass could live happily with the flock of sheep, and the other assorted beasts on Animal Farm.
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Would I be correct in believing that the steroid-bound female shot putter was drinking some special malt in order to keep her weight up ... ?
Then she would have to devour some schnitzel and strudel ... lovely hearty Germanic fare ... this cafe really does serve a varied menu ...
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