Next morning I phoned McKinley from the kiosk around the corner and made a point of meeting up with him at a nearby fish-and-chipper.
Their times came down and down until, on about the tenth change of dress, they went from sluggos to wetsuits in one minute forty-three.
Nice tune, what's on the flipside?
spilling sangria on white trousers when you are gattered is bad tho'.
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