During my last supper a conversation arose where by my slut brother refused to tell me which bitch,where and what he was watching at the cinema in the fear I would go alone and sit behind him. I told him he needs to tell me incase he gets raped and we don't know where he is. To which my mother exclaimed "RAPED? well that isn't going to happen, Richard Martins not on the Island."
During this dinner Marts name was mentioned three times by my family.Once in relation to rape, again about his puking last night and finally when Charlie discussed his thinking Scraxton is possibly a shit stabber.
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