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On Thu, Mar 29, 2001 at 12:29:56AM +0100, Deri James wrote:
2nd day at boarding school (aged 7), I went to the school surgery for
my medication. Matron said "Do you like malt", I though this must be
a kids name "Mort", and since I had liked everone I'd met so far, I
said yes. Upon which a huge spoonful of black treacley ooze got
stuffed in my mouth (as a treat!!). Gag reflex, explosive vomiting, I
believe this was the end of my "honeymoon period".
Cheers
Deri
I'm trying not to laugh too hard at this in case I wrench my neck.
It's not working, I'm in the middle of a hysterical giggling fit!!!
That's a classic, Deri!
Rayna
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