-You don't have a tumour.
-How do you know?
-If you're so worried, go see a doctor.
-No, he'll just tell me it's nothing.
-Will you be able to sleep?
-If not, I'll be ok.
-What'll you do?
-I'll stay up and moan.
Maybe I should practise now.
Good night, Harry.
Good night.
I had my dream again -where I'm making love and Olympic judges are watching?
I'd nailed the compulsories, so this is it: the finals.
I got a 9.8 from the Canadian, a perfect 10 from the American and my mother, disguised as an East German judge, gave me a 5.6.
Must've been the dismount.
Basically it's the same one I've had since I was 12.
-What happens?
-No, it's...
It's too embarrassing.
-Don't tell me.
-OK, there's this guy.
-What's he look like?
-I don't know.
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