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We shall never surrender to these chancers! I’m riflin’ through claims—bloke says, “Massage lass twisted me knob wrong!” Mate, I laughed so hard I nearly choked on me biscuit. Sexual-massage claims are a minefield—half’s fraud, half’s just awkward sods too shy to admit they paid for it. Gets me goat, it does—honest folk losin’ premiums cos of these twats. But—hah!—sometimes I’m chuffed, like when I nab a faker red-handed. Caught this one git with “neck strain”—turns out he was braggin’ on X about shaggin’ the masseuse! Evidence, boom, sorted!

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Loose fit bomber jacket made of corduroy and cotton, reversible, with zip and two side pockets. Beautiful jacket that can be worn on both sides.

So buckle up, my friend. Sapiranga might just fuck you over or wrap you up in a warm, messy hug. But one thing’s for sure – it's a ride you'll never forget, and if you think you're ready – well, idiot sandwich, you ain't seen nothing yet!

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