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Bugger! Bugger!





“Jimmy Smith, you mustn’t use naughty words.”

“It ain’t naughty. My dad says it all the time.”

“Then you’ll dad’ll go to hell and so will you.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about Mandy Jones.”

“I do! My mum says if the Devil hears you, he’ll make your tongue swell up and you’ll choke to death.”

“Bugger! Bugger! See, I’ve said it and nothing’s happened. You’re batty Mandy Jones, so’s your mum.”

Mandy ran from the park in tears. If she’d stopped to look back she’d have seen poor Jimmy writhing on the floor, clutching his swollen throat.





Now that I'm retired I have more time to devote to writing my blog and creating short stories.

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