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by run joe_ run_Archive
Four pages on a piece of shit band like this dull, earnest set of bell ends. Wow.
(1)
- Mum, is it raining out there? Will I need my coat?
- It isn't quite raining, son, but it is quite grey and there is the odd drop of rain in the air. It's quite Coldplay to be honest. Perhaps take your coat just in case.
(2)
- Doctor, thanks for seeing me. I have this ache in my arm, it's a bit uncomfortable when I exert it too much.
- Okay, let's have a look. Does this hurt?
- A bit.
- How about this?
- Yeah, it hurts a bit. Not too bad.
- Right, and you can bend it?
- Yes, pretty much.
- Ah, it's just a bit of Coldplay, that. You'll be fine in a day or two. Nothing wrong with you really.
(3)
- How was your meal last night?
- It was pretty good, really. Tim had the barbequed rack of lamb with rosemary potatoes. I had the Coldplay, which was fine, if a little lacking in flavour. I'd go there again. It was very reasonably priced.
Back off man, I'm a scientist.