I've invited a friend over for some wine and to watch a DVD this afternoon, as I can't be arsed going out. As my intercom still doesn't work properly, I have to meet them downstairs, and as I am about to get out of the lift I let out a big smelly fart – only to find one of the security guards waiting to get into the lift on the ground floor. He gives me a look of disgust as he gets in and luckily I am getting out… Woops.
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