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Jer Mac
Guest
One cold and wet day, having already established the nature, Prestwick went for a poo and there was much rejoicing. Until he saw something strange. Crawling on the surface of his sink was an enormous goat made entirely out of space cheese that had recently plummeted from the depths of his very weird sub-conscious, that allows depths to be plummeted out of Africa. There was a knock 'in huge warted nose peering through the window. It was somehow entrancing, like a dwarf with neon dreadlocks and a penchant for men with massive salaries.
Prestick arose, "Where are the letters in my name?". To which he replied, "I
Prestick arose, "Where are the letters in my name?". To which he replied, "I