Mango's are delicious, I love eating them & I love their smell, but they always remind me of Mango Hill where I nearly lost my brother. when I was about eleven my eldest brother was involved in an accident & wrapped his car around nothing less than...a mango tree. He was in hospital for what seemed like ages. I remember the first night he was able to get up & walk on his own, he went to the toilet & we were all standing there waiting outside - one of his friends called out to him "do you need a hand?", to which my brother replied - "yeah...I might need someone to wipe my arse for me". We all looked at each other to see who was going to do the dirty deed & then a burst of laughter came from inside the toilet - "don't worry, I'm just kidding".
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