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HOLD THAT THOUGHT

“Are we done now, Grace?”

“Just one house left, James. The realtor said it has fabulous water views.

“Water views? Alright then, let’s take a look.”

“Brilliant! It’s just down the end of this road.”

“Good! I’ve had my fill of house hunting today, Grace. I just want to go home.”

“I know and you’ve been such a dear about it, James. Ah, here we are. Look at that gorgeous sky!”

“Right-o, darling! It’s magnificent!”

“And there’s the house, James! How utterly charming!”

“The view is superb and the landscaping, marvelous. Hold on, Grace. What’s that monstrous-looking thing in the middle of the water?”

“I’ve no idea, James. Use the binoculars.”

Bloody hell, Grace. No wonder this house hasn’t sold yet. It’s a floating penal colony!”

“A what?”

“A prison!”

Oh my! I thought you said ‘penis colony’!”

“Why, Grace, you naughty girl! Hold that thought.”

“With pleasure! Home, James!”

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