The nation drags itself to various central points for festivities and fireworks, however, as my missus was going to the beach to support the
Haviana thong (footwear!) challenge, and I had to go into work to see a man about some goods, I then headed home for a quiet arvo on the couch...
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You pick up a gorgeous hitch-hiker. That's good.
She faints inside your car. That's not good.
You take her to a hospital where they say she's pregnant and congratulate you. That's bad.
You say you're not the father, but she says you are. That's stressful.
You request a DNA test to prove it's not yours, which it does. That's a relief.
The doctor adds that you're infertile. That's terrible.
Then you remember you have three kids at home!
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