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I remember some years ago while returning from playing a rugby match the coach stopped in a lay by to allow for the calls of nature. A slightly worse for wear friend tripped over the kerb and shredded his foreskin on the the barb wire fence. Ouch! Fortunately I was one pint behind him.
"For better for worse" seems to ring a bell, she needs your support not abuse!
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