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ou run from the woman, although rether blindly due to your situation of being underpants clad, as you run you feel a drop, you had failed to notice that you are actually on the 9th floor of a large block of flats that seem to be situated right smack bang in the middle of a bog, well that's life for you, well that's that now isn't it you think as you plummet through the air like a lemming on E, your underpants flying out behind you and as you near the bottom and your death you find that the pair you were wearing on your head must have been that woman's because they gather the wind as they right their shape and act a parachute, however you land on the marshy land, absolutely naked, now buried waist deep in peat while a group of bog men arrive en masse as it were,
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