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Danny: I knew this bloke once, right. And... He used to masturbate so much that he grew very fond of his hand. So much so, that he began to talk to it and he put a little face on it and he called it Muriel. And after a while Muriel began to talk back to him.
Milo: Fore! (Calculo que isto seja a versão Australiana para "Foda-se meu!")
Danny: He would get her all doled up in make up and specially made little clothes and at night she'd go down and make intense mad passionate love to him. Anyway, one night about 3 AM
Milo: Cheers.
Danny: He wakes up in a cold sweat. And he hears all this panting and moaning and groaning coming from the next door neighbour’s apartment. And he looks down at his hand, there's nothing there. Its gone. It’s just this bloodied stump. So he staggers out into the hallway and he sees that the next door neighbour’s door is wide open. So he pops his head in and what does he see, on the bed, his hand, Muriel, all dressed up to the nines, make up on, going down on the next door neighbour.
Diálogo em "He died with a Felafel in his hand" (2001); adaptacão ao ecrã por Richard Lowenstein da novela original de John Birmingham.

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