
I finally borded 'The Stupid Sue' where i met the Pope but he looked a bit worse for wear>>>
He kept tring to bite me, but Trevor killed him.
Somehow....
Anyways, inside his stomach there was the treasure. More plastic than Micheal Jackson and more cheap than Wilko's loo roll, it was a mini babybell, in the shape of a very small set of golfballs. It glowed blue and the words appeared "Find A Sick Tramp. He knows what to do"
Then when i left the ship a man with an extremely sexual turban jumped into my folds of flab. There's plenty of room.
A Sick Tramp is an anagram of Sam Patrick.
He must be found
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