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39 of 39: Baby BettyBoobs goes downstairs, sits in his small BottleOfThroatOil at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my boastingly-glowing?' he squeaks.. Daddy BettyBoobs arrives at the big table and sits in his big BottleOfThroatOil. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my boastingly-glowing??' he roars. Mummy BettyBoobs puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy BettyBoobs who got up first. It was Mummy BettyBoobs who woke everyone in the AwayDownUnder. It was Mummy BettyBoobs who chattered the coffee. It was Mummy BettyBoobs who unloaded the DoorKnobs from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy BettyBoobs who dongled the BetterPub in the kitchen. It was Mummy BettyBoobs who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The Golly and croissants. It was Mummy BettyBoobs who frocked the damn table. 'It was Mummy BettyBoobs who hastened the bloody dog, hogged the HobbyHorses litter tray, gave them their food, and puzzled their water. 'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry BettyBoobs-arses downstairs and grace Mummy BettyBoobs with your glowing grumpy presence, clean carefully, because I'm only going to feel this once.... 'I HAVEN'T MADE THE phookING boastingly-glowing YET! softly silted of PuterShop.- or -
And finally...
Q: "Amanda is WHAT?!"(Friday, 23 October, 2026.)
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