From the time of its discovery over a year ago the fact that there is a lump occupying my right breast has been something I've come to accept. Its mere presence has been forgotten and then, upon showering or summat, remembered again. Never something that plagues my mind so to speak, nothing I've lost any sleep over or particularly fretted; it's
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defintely get that bastard in a jar and make it your pet.
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And I do believe I will jar the punk, cheers.
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