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then she realised that she had forgot.........
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to get any of the writers to agree to this. Feeling generous, however, they took pity on her, and introduced a gorgeous
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gargoyle called Cindy, on the bottom of the gargoyle were etched the immortal words....
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youve got a hell of a lot to learn about rock and roll
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Brian, who had read this story in the interim, as it was sent to him via email, welcomed the introduction of the gargoyle rock and roll student, as he seemed to have more chance with the gargoyle than with Julie, thus he decided he should teach the gargoyle about rock and roll by....
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smashing his guitar against the hood of the smartcar
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auch said the smartcar
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im sorry said brian, sometime i just get carried away with
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abusing innocent plasticy items of enjoyment. Perhaps I should resort to my previous occupation of self-abuse by removing my glass eye and smashing it into tiny pieces with my trusty sledgehammer."
Brian meandered off to find that Cindy creature to run this new idea by her. When he found her |
socks, he
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assumed she found the smell of apricot jam repulsive and so she discarded them and
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did what all gargoyles do in such circumstances, which is sit on a roof for a coupl eof hundred years.
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As they surely do, but our Brian isn't a bright sort of being anyhow. Not too dissimilar to one of the writers who was thinking of Julia. Maybe that writer needs to get focussed. Otherwise Julia might withdraw from her lucrative contract.
Perhaps Brian's glass eye was gleaming way to brightly when he found the socks and he ran off to the gold assayers office to see if he indeed had found |
gold. He thought that if he had then he could finally afford to buy Julie the
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world's supply of BOOH paper flower pot holders, then maybe Julie would...
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get over her disappointment of her smashed hood on her smart car that had been broken by the smashing guitar incident earlier. On the other hand, if he had enough money to buy her
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a mercury or two
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then he'd consider it, perhaps. Possibly ... maybe, if
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he had just one wish
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and he sure as hell wasn't going to use it lamely like he had with the previous two he'd been granted by the genie.
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so he sat down and thought about things and what he was doing wrong
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he suddenly realised that his fate wasn't in his hands at all ...
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BUT IT WAS IN FACT
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in his pocket
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of the jacket that he left behind
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