You realise that the labels of the cans have caught on fire, and the only safe haven is up!

"The only way is up" as Yaz so rightly once sang. With you and me now.

Sadly you are on your own, with only Yaz in your head for company. The alternative is burning, and as the cans blast towards your arse you realise it has to move...and quickly.

This is turning into a bad day, you mutter to yourself as you consider going to an industrial tribunal.

However, things take a turn for the worse when you climb up and find Vietnam (during the conflict)

The End

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