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no. no, you dont, no, you fucking dont. what have i done wrong. wasting police time, withholding information and possibly harbouring a murder suspeect. thats shite.
you will fucking cough up
or i swear to god you will be stuffing cuddly toys in Corton Prison faster than you can tie a bunch of fucking daffodils.
or maybe...
maube you would rather get your two lips around my bulbs, would you like it?
i think you would
look he is just a guy i know from the club.
he comes to talk about music and that is all.
so, you and your boyfriend just a two-man musical appreciation society then?
is that what you are fucking telling me?
he is not my boyfriend, honest.
i hope not, for his sake
you fat bastard

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