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bloke in the pub
said to his wife he’d bought a donkey off a bloke in the pub, that he’d paid him the money and it would turn up tomorrow.
you drunken bastard, she said.
did you even tell him where you live? I can’t remember, he said; I thought the donkey might know.
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