Jack Vettriano A Test of True Love

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can we get out?' said Glod. 'Every time they see us they force us to play some more!'
Hibiscus shrugged. 'I don't care,' he said. 'But you owe me a dollar for the beer and twenty‑five dollars for the broken furniture–'
Cliff shut the door.
'I could negotiate with him,' said Glod.
'No, we can't afford it,' said Buddy.
They looked at one up the rest of the bottle, 'we all knew what to play?'
'Gook.'
'And also,' said Glod, 'what you were singing.'
'Er...
'"Don't Tread On My New Blue Boots"?' said Cliff. 'Gook.'
'"Good Gracious Miss Polly"?' said Glod.
'Er...'
'"Sto Helit Lace"?' said Cliff.another.'Well, the crowd loved us,' said Buddy. 'I think we were a big success. Er.'In the silence Cliff bit the end off a beer bottle and poured the contents we all want to know is,' said Glod, 'what you thought you were doing out there?''Gook.''And how come,' said Cliff, crunching