ShredMaster
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Bruce walks into the pub and see's his mate Macka sitting at the bar rubbing his thumb and forefinger together, playing with something.
Bruce: Hey Macka, what's that you got there?
Macka: Dunno mate, it's this thing I found, it looks like plastic but feels like rubber...
Bruce: Yeh right? Let me have a look
Macka puts it down on the bar and Bruce picks it up and rubs it as well.
Bruce: You're dead right mate! It looks like plastic yet, feels like rubber... Hey, where'd you get this anyway?
Macka: ohhh it was up my nose....
Bruce: Hey Macka, what's that you got there?
Macka: Dunno mate, it's this thing I found, it looks like plastic but feels like rubber...
Bruce: Yeh right? Let me have a look
Macka puts it down on the bar and Bruce picks it up and rubs it as well.
Bruce: You're dead right mate! It looks like plastic yet, feels like rubber... Hey, where'd you get this anyway?
Macka: ohhh it was up my nose....
