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and i suddenly remember that you're a pervert.

How was that perverted! I just don't care what kind of cucumbers we use, idiot.

good, because i know this garden.

And you're sure it wouldn't be easier to go to Waitrose.

anything with the word 'wait' in it promises to be difficult.

You just make this up as you go along, don't you.