Smoke: Blondes Are Fine; Brunettes Are Mine

Brunettes have always thrown themselves at me in vast hordes, I've had redheads banging down my door at strange and erotic hours and on one night best forgotten yet oft-remembered I found myself on the side of the road in Hope Street after closing hour at Stag's attached to a fat girl with green hair who was trying to suck the tonsils out of my throat.

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