Since the Rotters didn't have any tapas parties to cook for, dog bites to stitch up, or water polo matches to play in, the soccer scoundrels decided they might as well play futbol this Sunday. In addition to the usual ritual of attempting to put the ball in the goal, an informal booger-blowing contest took place. Charles won, with Jeff's patent "farmer hanky" taking a close second.
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