On a much lighter note, however:
Last Monday afternoon, the li'l deviant and I went to Gatineau to pick up five female rats to take to Kingston.
"But Frank, why did you go to Gatineau to go to Kingston? That seems, well, buggered up, man!"
I'm glad you asked: We were going to Kingston anyway to pick up three male rats! That's right, the old '
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