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Anyway, I had to get out for shit.

Got out for shit and...

Fucking got back in the tractor after that was all done, and a couple of minutes later, fucking bang, big fucking pain in me cock, and yeah, pulled the tractor up, jumped out, pulled me ducks down in that look, and there's this fucking green ant gnawing on me fucking japside, the cunt of a thing.

Oh, fuck, it hurt.

Oh, it fucking hurt.

Anyway, I thought you boys might like that story.

And, yeah, fuck, I can't wait for Alpha Fest.

Stay out of yourself, fellas, and don't fucking digit dogs.

I just thought they were them little cunts that annoyed everyone at school.

I fucking turn around, and you know in the movies there where Sheila's fucking poked their fucking bald leg out round the door or fucking something like that, and you just see like that bit of knee, and it's like, fucking yeah, Joe.

Hey, everyone here from the Flats of Vic.

I've got a bit of a workplacey.

Now, I used to work in the four walls of a prison, and night shift was a sight for sore eyes, let me tell you.

Oh.

Especially when you have to do your obs checks and go check on the prisoners.

You go to one cell, old mate's tugging his sword.

No big fuss there.

Oh.

No.

Stay out of each other.