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Pigges in Wigges

I was almost knocked down by the squealing porcine form that barrelled down my dark passageway. As I turned into the parlour I found myself agog at the gaggle of gorgeous girls gathered before me. Heinz had no doubt fled in shame at the ill-fitting lederhosen I insisted the rotund little German wear.

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