My flat mate Rick Moraniswell, he wasn't exactly Rick Moranis but looked like him (he of Honey I shrunk the Kids and Ghostbusters “I am the key master fame”). Only this guy was much uglier than Rick Moranis. He lived in the room next door to me in a nice flat in London. All was fine until one night last Christmas he stumbled past my door waking me up at 3am. I heard a female voice and thought this cannot be true. how can Rick Moranis pull? What followed was horrible to the human ear: 27 seconds of quick headboard banging action, then 5 seconds of complete and utter silence, followed by 2 more seconds of much slower head board bangs. squeezed every last drop out no doubt. He came into the living room the next morning declaring he had the 'Festival Spirit'.
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