2nd April, 2014

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2nd April, 2014 There was still no word on Bombinho. There were rumours that he had been checked in to a private hospital with severe concussion, or that he’d died in his home as a result of the head-butting and that his body was already giving off an awful stench, or that he was buried under a mountain of p***y, or that he’d done a runner and fled back to Brazil. All seemed highly plausible, except the first two. Although the first two were still more probable than the miracle that Bombalbo hadn’t yet succumbed to heart disease. Bombalbo’s large frame showed no sign of decreasing in ampleness, and his unwillingness to admit that he had a weight problem was a cause for concern. It was rumoured that his vision had already been affected by his coming obesity. Dwayne was another who was suf

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