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Just as blabbel felt safe, leisurely walking along, he noticed a huge pick-up truck speeding intently towards him.

At the wheel sat a puppy wearing a tennis-ball as a hat, the writing on his T-shirt read: "TV mod!"

Then, suddenly...

He woke up - reincarnated - with his previous nick which had completed its 21 day banishment (starting on New Years Eve ) and started the same old sh*t, all over again,.... and so on, and so forth... :o

So the blabbely one and his re incarnated self along with new found mate UG...started to wreak havoc in the area....but never fear...Old Croc still had one more trick up his................

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:D:D

Mean time as we await for The Great "Old Croc" ………………… to appear……… I will try and make this snappy. :D

The Terrible Twins arrive on the scene looking what the Devil is going on……Fred’s flying all over the place…they said....

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Smelling somting is going on, woofed at each other….and….in perfect Tinglish said…. “We know were Oy is (from the 2nd edition then moved over to the Original Version) (not sold now :D BTW) …..The hole room fell silent upon hearing these words. :o

The Colonel, not really being a wise old Fart left this one to the Professor………Who said :D:D:D ............................

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To which t he prof replied that OLD CROC KAN not WIN against these young arrogant rich kid whipper snapper clique of UG, Wes, and ther Blubber butt mate.

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Meanwhile............ far, far away in both time and distance, hidden in the darkest rainforrest of Central America lurked the exotic, hypnotic and irrisistable latin Kayotic Klown. Afraid of venturing back to the real world where he was always stalked by bevies of panting hareem girls, he never left his workplace, an oddly named bar situated in a vent of a volcano overlooking a mysterious, but beautiful lake. :o

He dispensed drinks with a fervour matched only by the passion of his far flung, female followers. Seemingly with a permanent hangover, he often wished he had some customers to help him consume the drinks he dispensed. He yearned to return to the real world, but two things stood in his way. He had once vowed he wouldn't leave until he learned to pronounce the name of the bar, and the only way out was over the lake where he knew lurked.......................

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....Don Burke and he knew he would not get out of there alive without.....

......the help of a hareem of allegedly fat, stuck up farrang girls :o and a jet ski

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....Don Burke and he knew he would not get out of there alive without.....

......the help of a hareem of allegedly fat, stuck up farrang girls :o and a jet ski...

...Donated by an enthusiast called Mr Turner who has...

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....printouts of hot e-mails from females across the globe as wall-decoration for his bedroom. "There's a special area for sms and voice messages from my favourites, Uma!" he exclaimed, and...

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....printouts of hot e-mails from females across the globe as wall-decoration for his bedroom. "There's a special area for sms and voice messages from my favourites, Uma!" he exclaimed, and...

............. the voice of Boo permeated his dream! "I thought I told you guys to take this off the Forum!" she reiterated in a forceful, but still sexy and husky voice. "And those girls are neither fat nor stuck up, they're sisters, and I love them"

Blabbel awoke in a sweat, reached for the other side of the bed and ......................

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Blabbel awoke in a sweat, reached for the other side of the bed and ......................

grabbed a pillow still warm and moisty, covered with a scent that reminded Blabbel of

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Blabbel awoke in a sweat, reached for the other side of the bed and ......................

grabbed a pillow still warm and moisty, covered with a scent that reminded Blabbel of

... an Old Crocs swamp :o . He sweated even more as looked nervosly around the room and....

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Blabbel awoke in a sweat, reached for the other side of the bed and ......................

grabbed a pillow still warm and moisty, covered with a scent that reminded Blabbel of

the last time he had a wet dream.....but he awoke clear headed and decided to find his mate UG who mysteriously disappeared

Ok two options here

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Blabbel awoke in a sweat, reached for the other side of the bed and ......................

grabbed a pillow still warm and moisty, covered with a scent that reminded Blabbel of

... an Old Crocs swamp :o . He sweated even more as looked nervosly around the room and....

...........discovered it wasn't the swamp, it was the old putrid croc. Blabbel tried to scream, but.............

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Blabbel awoke in a sweat, reached for the other side of the bed and ......................

grabbed a pillow still warm and moisty, covered with a scent that reminded Blabbel of

the last time he had a wet dream.....but he awoke clear headed and decided to find his mate UG who mysteriously disappeared

Ok two options here

Nothing mysterious about avoiding warfare with multiple clones. Cut one's head of and another immediately takes its place. :o

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