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“Pay time,” I said as John Hunt tried to sneak away. “Anal?” I suggested. “So what’s your game?” Nobber asks Hunt the Cunt. “Money grabbing cunt,” Harley Charlie said nicely. “No I just fucking made it up, Jesus fucking christ.” I replied. “In the back room?” I suggested. “You all know this one,” I shouted and started singing a crapello, that means on me tod. It was no good, me cock did a passable impersonation of a French S Cargo (Snail). “Fucking racist,” he said shaking his head. “Like a cow?” he laughed. And dark. “Not that fucking grateful,” I said as Boris decided not to bother trying to force her belly back in her jeans but to stick the spare mike up her cunt instead as she launched in to song.