Larry and Mick Decide to Have a Race Across the Desert Wearing Only Ballet Pumps With a Blue Satin Inlay...

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Larry & Mick Decide to Have a Race Across the Desert Wearing Only Ballet Pumps With a Blue Satin Inlay, White Cotton Underpants and a Cardigan

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'I've got an idea!' said Larry.
'Hang on, let me just finish this level of Devil May Cry 3: Danté's Awakening,' said Mick.
'Is that the stylish-but-violent gothic horror PS2 game which I got you for your birthday, involving a young half-human/half-demon fighting legions of the undead in a desperate bid to come to terms with his destiny?'
'No, that's Pac-Man,' said Mick.
'Damn, I always get those two mixed up.'
'Finished. So what's your idea then?'
'It's brilliant!'
'Would I ever doubt the brilliance of your ideas, friend Larry?'
'Well there was that time in the Spring of '97, when-'
'That was a one-off. And how was I to know the vicar would be wearing a purple thong when a freak gust of wind blew up his cassock, whilst he was replacing the chain on his bicycle by the side of the road?'
'Fair point.'
'So what's your idea then?'
'Let's have a race across the desert, wearing only ballet pumps with a blue satin inlay, white cotton underpants and a cardigan!'
'A cardigan?' said Mick.
'Or a padded jacket, if you prefer,' said Larry.
'That's the most ridiculous idea I've ever heard,' said Mick. 'Now grab that controller and prepare for a sound thrashing on Soul Calibur 3.'
'Soul Calibur 3 isn't out yet.'
'Tiddlywinks then?'
'Why the heck not!'
Larry & Mick played tiddlywinks until the small hours of the morning.

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