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Marky looks exceedingly jovial here...
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Marky's dreams coming true...
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And a large hedgehog entering the forray...
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...i get the feeling Bekki wants the ball...
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It's fun to stay at the...
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Mark, going for his patented "fondle until they give" technique...
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Paul, enjoying spectating...
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Bekki's way of sedating Marky the fondler...
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...scaring small children...
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Moody shot...oooh...
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Marky's poofy...
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Sam, male modelling...
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Jackie's eye, that Sam viciously attacked with a tennis ball in an act of malice and spite...
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...the eye he, didn't...
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Bekki's method of getting onto the windmill...get Marky to do it for you...
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Lytham, isn't it purdy? ...no?
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Marky, inspecting his wounds...
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...eep
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Remember, it's not nice to point and laugh...
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I'm sure someone found this mildly amusing...
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Townies, making the place look untidy...
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3 old women...talking in the middle of the pavement...
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...and Bekki...
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