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By splatipus Date: 2002 Jun 23 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.23.16.23.32170]] |
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"Horace", said Hilda, dolloping Pease Pudding onto his plate. "'Av got summat to tell thee' "Oh aye?" said Horace. "'am pregnant" Horace spluttered Pease Pudding all over Hilda. "But tha's too old, n we 'ardly ever do it these days" "Aye, but 'av bin on that fertit-liry treatment, n am gonna be in't Guinness Book o Records n'all" |