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Earth. Shenanigan Bob heard the cries of help just as he was sitting down to a cup of tea. He decided to ignore them but after a few minutes he figured it might be a good idea to see what the ruckus was all about. As he stepped outside, he recognized the voice of his neighbour coming from the next door garden. There he was, old Charlie, buried hip deep in the middle of his carefully manicured lawn. •What happened to you?' Bob asked Charlie. 'Looks like you've sunk.' Bob gave his usual karate chop laugh - Hah! 'Bob!' Charlie flung his head up with relief. 'Can you help me outta here?' Bob couldn't help but laugh again. 'What have you been mulching with, quick sand?' "The hell ifi know. I was just checking my tomatoes and it was like 1 feli through a bloody hole in the ground.' is this a joke?' 'Does it look like one?' Bob scratched his head, puzzling over his neighbour's predicament. "What should 1 do then?' •Puli me out. call the fire brigádé. Anything!' "Oh, no need for sirens, I'H manage ...' Charlie nodded. 'Ta.' Bob put down his cup of tea and scrambled over the fence. He was pretty fit for a fifty year old. More muscle than those bloody 'youths' he saw on the Street, that was for sure. Puliing a man out from a garden shouldn't be too much trouble. "Bloody hell, you're stuck tight there, aren't you?' Bob said after ten minutes of puliing and tugging. His face was red from the exertion, his heart was pumping out of control. His tea was getting cold. too. 'What the hell were you doing?' i told you - nothing!' Charlie said. "What the hell could 1 have been doing? The bleeding ground just swallowed me up!' "Why didn't it swallow all of you then?' "How should I know why? You want me to ask? Should I dig myself deeper and ask the bloody thing?' 'I was just wondering...' Bob let go of Charlie's arms and wiped his forehead. Charlie rested his arms on the ground. 'Shit! I can feel things moving around my legs.' Bob cringed and edged away. 'Yuck. Earthworms you reckon?' Charlie started grabbing the grass around him in panic. 'Ugh! Rats don't go underground, do they? I don't want no rats nibbling on my legs!' 'Are your legs in a tunnel?' 'No. It's all earth from what 1 can teli.' it might be moles then.' 'Moles? Bloody moles munching on my balls, that's all I need." "Here, calm down, let's try puliing you out again...'