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A Scottish man is violated by Purple Aki. Aki put his hand inside the man's trousers... his hand retreating from his pocket as he had just mugged the man, running off in the dead of night. The Scottish man went to his nearest nick to report the theft, both metaphorically and literally; only the officers couldn't understand who robbed him or what he was saying.
>Purple burglar!
<A bug bungalow snatched a what out of your pockets?
>Purple burglar! It was alarming!
<A nurpled burger reached inside your pocket and knicked a prosthetic arm? Aren't those too large to fit inside your trousers?
>For fucks sake, it was a purple burglar!
<Are you blitzed right now? What's your deal?
At this point, the Scot's face was as red as his hair. He was about to blow a fuse!
Suddenly, Aki was spotted at the window near the entrance, staring in, eyes locked on the Scot.
The officer saw him and waved,
<Hey, Andy!
Aki, smiling, but not thinking, stupidly waved with the hand still holding the stolen possession.
<Nice watch ya got there, we're going to have to keep an eye on you. Haha.
The Scot turned his head to the window, his eyes darting, but the man was gone.
>Who the bloody hell was that?
<Oh, that was Andy. When he's feeling touchy, he gets a little touchy feel, if you catch my drift.
>A watch? THE PURPLE BURGULAR STOLE ME WAT-
<Yeah, yeah, a herpes bird startled you.
>I HOPE A BIRD SHITS ON YOUR LUNCH!
>WHY ARE YOU ARRESTING ME? WHAT FOR?
<That was a shitty thing to say. We don't tolerate hate speech around here.
 
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You might know me as the director of the Purge..

No, not the Purge directed by James DeMonaco. I directed the Purge, a story about a Persian bulimic who purged during the Purge. It was one of the many sequels to the Purge.

What? You didn't think it was good? It was so bad you vomited? No, you're just a bulimic.
 
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