Then what? Where shall we go and what shall we do? Will you bring the trampoline, whilst I round up the penguins – first making sure there are no very small nuns hiding amongst them. After all, we all know what happened to the last bouncing nun on the trampoline in that fateful summer of '09, don't we?
After all, there is nothing that lifts despondent spirits like a whole flock of penguins bouncing up and down, even though very few of them attempt anything acrobatic.
Of course, it was back in a summer of penguins on trampolines that we met. You too had a strong interest in trampolining, especially while naked, and it was a philosophy of life I found more than attractive, especially later played back in slow motion. It was almost hypnotic the way your... but I'll have to think about that a bit later.
In depth.
Of course,
But all too soon that summer was over and the trampolines were packed away, the penguins dispersed back to their jobs on the trading floors of some of London's most prestigious financial institutions... and you put your clothes back on.
I still had the memories though.... The memories... and the slow-motion videos.
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