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Dirty Gits:
Last week I watched a bloke leave a toilet cubicle in a swanky local department store without troubling to wash his hands. Wifey and I had just been discussing how often we'd seen this happen so I decided to follow him and watch just where he put his maungy little paws next.
Downstairs he skipped, and on his way out stopped at the cologne counter and doused himself from a sample bottle of aftershave.
I thought "You dirty little git"
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