Finally I emerged blinking into the unaccustomed bright light and holding up my now loose pants. Twenty four miserable hours locked in a dark spider infested cellar on a food free diet. Twenty four long lonely hours with only an occasional chink of light from under the locked door, at which I would wail "It was only a joke luv, honest." Women eh! no sense of humour.
(this of course is all a result of the last post "screwdriver"
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