297. Right here in the restaurant?

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“Can I have a f**k?” asked Basil of the waitress. “I need a f**k.”

Angela obliged. “Sorry, I didn’t realize you hadn’t been given one,” she said.

“Thanks,” said Basil. “I didn’t want to eat with just a knife.”

Gentle thoughts and expressions of astoundedness are both gratefully accepted.

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