I've just had a surprise visit from a friend. When I went to meet her, she nearly got run over by a tractor wanker as she stepped off the road onto the pavement. We had a nice natter and then went up to the supermarket to get my tobacco. As we arrived there, two very tiny old ladies materialised before us and went straight to the two cashiers. That's right, they were buying lottery tickets and had all the concomitant conversations. Mercifully they didn't take too long to serve. Perhaps there was a knitting programme on the tv that they wanted to rush home and watch.
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