This is crap," Shaun said, withdrawing his arm.
"Right," I agreed.
"Absolutely fucking crap."
"No argument."
"I want to punch somebody right about now."
"Not it," Rick said.
"I punch back," Steve said.
Stani walks in later, glaring at them both.
“Bloody bastards. One minute punching each other, next minute reading poetry. What’s wrong with everyone this week?”
Tom can tell that
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