>be britbong
>having tea and crumpets with me mum
>start thinking of Muriel from work
>would like to have a little in-out, in-out with her
>"'scuse me mum, I... I need to have a go"
>head over to the computation machine
>slam it hard with me fist
>"TURN ON! I NEED A WANK!"
>it turns on
>search for porn
>blocked
>"Bollocks"
>run outside and find the nearest red phone booth
>grab the dog'n'bone and dial the pornography administrator
>"Ello? Her Majesty's Pornography Administration Centre. Who's this callin?"
>"Ello, I need a wank somethin good!"
>"Hol on there, son. You need to give me your name and residence first."
>"My name's Humphrey Throckwaddle III and I live at 32 West Pennywood Lane"
>"Alright then. And what type of porn will you be wantin today, Mr. Throckwaddle?"
>"Cuckold, sir. Please hurry, me pecker is about ready to burst!"
>"Alright, one moment please ... aaaand you are all set, sir. I have given your household 10 minutes of uninterrupted access to cuckold porn"
>"Thank you sir! And God bless the Queen!"
>"God bless 'er right! Cheerio!"
>race back home before the cuckold porn time runs out
>enter front door
>blood is everywhere
>go into kitchen
>mum is dead
>beheaded by muslims
This used to be a joke

What do I need to go back for after clearing the Promethium? I hear there's new traders in the old areas