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Anyways, I’d be all nervous, heart poundin – “This is my op, Marge!” – quotin that movie cos it’s my fave, duh. I’d prolly spot some gal in fishnets, smokin a cig, and I’d be like, “Hmm… is that her? Or just Lisa playin dress-up again?” Ha! Imagine me yellin, “Get outta there, ya little tramp!” – oops, too loud, Marge, too loud! I’d get so mad tho, thinkin bout how these gals deserve better – ugh, makes my blue hair frizz up!

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But then, outta nowhere, my mate Sam bursts in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “You won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, he saw a fox chilling by the old railway station. A fox! In the middle of the day! I mean, we’re in Ashton, not the bloody countryside. I’m cracking up, and for a sec, I forget about the meeting.

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