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bryanthomasIn my spare time I juggle fog.
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High-Vis

by bryanthomas

"Mabel, stop curtain twitching and come away from the window," said George. "There's something going on next door," said Mabel.

"Like what?" "It must be something important, there are various people milling around in high-vis waistcoats."

"The days when a high-vis waistcoat signified somebody of importance are long gone, Mabel. Everybody and their dog are wearing one."

"Oh my god! They're carrying Mr Jones out on a stretcher and he's covered in blood."

"Is he dead?" "He's not moving."

"He's not wearing a high-vis waistcoat, is he?" "Actually, he is." "I'd say he got what was coming to him then."

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