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As a teen, I found my dad's stash of pornographic magazines, and began a little industry as a reading room to my friends.
Not being an idiot, I only ever took a couple at a time, so my dad wouldn't notice I was stealing them.
One day my mother found the one that I had at that time in my room, and said "would you read that in the living room?"
so I said "OK" and she called my bluff, and made me.
Once I got over the initial embarrassment, I was OK with it. After a few minutes, my mum chickened out and sent me back to my room (with the magazine).
It was only a few minutes later that I realised that she was expecting a visitor on professional business...
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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