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Two Noble Uncles Bouncing to the BeatA Short Storyby Mr PseudonymMohammad Thunder had always loved sunny Falmouth with its moaning, mammoth mountains. It was a place where he felt lonely. He was a selfish, cute, squash drinker with slimy eyelashes and hairy thighs. His friends saw him as a plain, pleasant patient. Once, he had even rescued a jittery injured bird from a burning building. That's the sort of man he was.