Larry & Mick Meet Lairy & Mark and Get Terribly Confused

'This is confusing,' said Larry.
'It certainly is,' said Mick.
'What shall we do?' said Larry.
'Why don't you just fuck off?!' said Lairy.
'Oh I say,' said Larry.
'How terribly rude,' said Mick.
'"How terribly rude",' said Mark, by way of parody of his alter-ego.
'Fucking posh gits!' said Lairy.
'I've got an idea,' said Larry.
'What would that be, friend Larry?' said Mick.
'"What would that be, fr-"' But Mark's words were cut short by the fact that his head had just been blown off by the enormous shotgun that Larry had just extracted from his cycling shorts.
'You can't do that,' said Lairy.
'Can't I?' said Larry - at which he whipped round the shotgun and blew the head off Lairy also.
'Hurrah!' said Mick.
'I'm less confused now,' said Larry.
And that was that.

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