#22

For fucks sake, his internal monologue gasped at the lack of continuity his evening seemed to have

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#23

As the fight intensified it dawned on Balonz that the Squirrel could’ve murdered ‘Marx’

He began cheering with all his might ‘Sparks! Sparks! Sparks!’

#24

The dog then bit the squirrels knob off and ate it

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#25

The stream of piss was replaced with blood

#26

with the knob removed, the door to the cage was now wide open

#27

The dog, whose name was also Marx, showed with his jaws alone a comprehensive understanding of Hegelian phenomenology. This pleased Balonz greatly as a wandering taxicab man could only know, the finer points of predestination were often lost on the patrons of Frensham Ponds. This was to be quite a night.

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#28

“MARX!” Balonz screamed with the excitement of a whale having a whale of a time

“MARX U SEXY DOGE! COME HERE” he said, continuing to make good on his vowel of incorporating more memes in his daily life

#29

then they all fucekd

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#30

It was at this point that Balonz had realised that he was in fact daydreaming. He rocks back in his chair, with his switch tossed aside on the floor bathed in red wine, sweat pouring caressing his cheeks. He hears a knock on his chamber door

#31

“BALONZ? ARE YOU IN THERE?”

#32

“BALONZZ?!?!?!?!?!?!?” shreeked the voice

#33

He remembered his vow of silence and went back to bed

#34

Suddenly Balonzez knob shot off like a rocket

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#35

To go left, turn to 33. To face the three-headed Gorgaman with only a plastic spoon, turn to 142.

#36

Turn to page 409

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#37

to find a picture of balonz’s favourite

#38

chocolate bar - which is a

#39

‘You settle down with Andi Peters and manage the admin side of his Spin Doctors tribute band which play local gigs every other Friday night.’

THANKS!

#40

euphemistic way of saying knob.

#41

Thought balonz, reassured that the visitor at the door was only trying to sell him the latest issue of raz