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The Aftermath by Phaleg
"Little kiddies, come out to play!" "Are you having a wank in those bushes you little rumplestilskins?" Its not a very good hiding place anyway with no leaves. Hmmm slim pickings today. They used to lay under here to die back when there was leaves on. Now that I mention it the upkeep around here isnt what it used to be. Theyve really let it go to pot. All the green bits are gone for a start. I remember when you could pluck fresh scrumptious pinky fruit directly from the vine. Im drooling all over my front thinking about it now. Ill faint if I dont have a decent meal I swear. Theres nothing growing now its all dead. Ah well back to the drawing board eh brainford?
check around the dead leaves
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