The Saucepan Man was busy clapping Squatter, Rimbaud and Kuruharan for their well-deserved awards when Kuruharan made his entrance.
"Whoops! There goes the ceiling again" he thought to himself, as the maintenance crew shuffled lazily in, bleepers sounding in harmony, stared up at the ceiling in disbelief, stared at each other, nodded in unison and then downed tools and shuffled right out again.
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Do you mind? I'm busy doing the fishstick. It's a very delicate state of mind!
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