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You took the dog for a walk across the grass out of your auntie’s sight and wandered about the barracks looking through window by standing on steps or pulling yourself up by fingertips on windowsills peering through the windows spying on the regiment for some inward game and the dog sat watching you wagging its tail its pink tongue hanging out in the hot summer weather and once you and the dog crawled under a gate and you pulled yourself up by the fingertips on a windowsill and saw through an open window soldiers sitting at desks before a large blackboard being talked to by a NCO and who spotting you bellowed out WHO THE FUCK'S THAT! and you jumped down and ran the dog beating you to the gate and under as you being less agile got stuck as the NCO came running up and pulled you out and up and said Right Sonny I suggest you get yourself back to barracks before I tell your parents what a bad lad you've been and then he opened the gate and off you ran the dog running beside you its tongue out in a self satisfied way and you thinking what a bad end to a could have been fun day.
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May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 2:15 PM UTC
YOU AND AUNTIE'S DOG.
You took the dog for a walk across the grass out of your auntie’s sight and wandered about the barracks looking through window by standing on steps or pulling yourself up by fingertips on windowsills peering through the windows spying on the regiment for some inward game and the dog sat watching you wagging its tail its pink tongue hanging out in the hot summer weather and once you and the dog crawled under a gate and you pulled yourself up by the fingertips on a windowsill and saw through an open window soldiers sitting at desks before a large blackboard being talked to by a NCO and who spotting you bellowed out WHO THE FUCK'S THAT! and you jumped down and ran the dog beating you to the gate and under as you being less agile got stuck as the NCO came running up and pulled you out and up and said Right Sonny I suggest you get yourself back to barracks before I tell your parents what a bad lad you've been and then he opened the gate and off you ran the dog running beside you its tongue out in a self satisfied way and you thinking what a bad end to a could have been fun day.
terry-collett
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English
May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 2:15 PM UTC
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