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I'ma not gonna tell you about the time when I was in my late teens and didn't realise I had a marshmallow forgotten in my nonnie. The smell?! Could strip paint.
No blood, and it wasn't long before I realised something was up - if you get what I mean. What can I say? I was at a music festival, and camping leads to a relaxation of general hygiene.
Oh wait, I said I wasn't going to tell you...
Still, I never let anyone talk me into that 9 1/2 Weeks stuff again.
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