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The first turdle

She had passed all four of her GCSEs, but she had failed to achieve even an F at not devastating her knickers with colossal amounts of turdal matter.

Posted on November 27, 2018November 23, 2018Author Arnold J. VadgehammerCategories De stercusTags achievement, devastation, failure, GCSEs

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