Every Village has its idiots, but ours seems to have a particular heavy concentration, which is most noticable on a Saturday morning, when the cleaning staff want to being in to dust the local Mothership round the corner... They turf the 'mainly barking' out into the Village in various states of undress and profoundly medicated, so they can get their cleaning done with no interruptions.
For the purpose of this blog, I wasn't sure how to catagorise these muppets, so I thought I would give each once of these ickle titles, so you can identify them as they come through the shop door...
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