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# David could stand it no longer.
He swept his arms over the desk sending his box of paperclips and flask of orange squash flying onto the floor. Grabbing Alan's manly shoulders he whispered hoarsely: 'There's only one thing in this room experiencing long term economic growth and that's in my pants'
(, Sat 15 Jan 2011, 11:01, archived)
# :D
(, Sat 15 Jan 2011, 15:07, archived)