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You've got my part in it right!
Having finished her soup, Sundae Girl leaves, successfully, and is well away from the location before any real food fighting begins, and does not come back.
I hate food fights. The only time I ever took part in one was when I spent Christmas with the student nurses. Instead of coffee and mints after Christmas dinner, we circulated a number of joints, and then Mandy flicked some swede at Emma and the whole thing kicked off. I was wearing my new beige cashmere sweater and was so worried about getting it stained that I took it off and ran about in my wonderbra. Apparently this made the two male nurses' Christmas, although I hadn't even considered that, seeing how many naked bods they saw a day. Anyway, as you were.
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