Little Billy was in school. at the end of the day, the teacher told the class to go home and write about what theyd like to be when they grew up. Billy goes home and writes away, he goes up to his mam and says 'mammy, mammy, teacher told me to write about what i want to be when i grow up and i wanna be a fireman!' Billys mammy shakes her head slowly and says 'dont be a fuckin eejit billy, youve got cancer!!'
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