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So, we met when we were 16, and eventually broke up when I was 21. I'd come 'round to hers at two or three a.m. and climbed up the living room window to get to her bedroom window. She said her dad wasn't in. Went into her room, and about two hours later, when I was inevitably, completely naked, we heard a knock at the door, and she knew it was her dad. In a sort of, kind of, infant, penguin waddle, I scraped the trousers back up my legs and put my shoes on. So I left through the entrance, the usual entrance, the window, still unclothed, dropped onto the floor while she distracted the father. I ran 'round the corner to an old oak tree and gave her a call with two instructions: come as soon as possible, and please bring me a banana
And her dad never knew