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As a very drunk Ash staggers out of the bar one Friday evening, a fire engine races past, siren wailing and lights flashing.
Immediately, Ash starts chasing the engine, running as fast as she can until eventually she collapses, gasping for breath.
In a last act of desperation she shouts after the fire engine, "If that's the way you want it, you can keep your bloody ice creams!"
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