A nasty contraption, perceivably made of concrete. Impossible to fold without losing at least a few fingers if not an entire limb. It is the bed of the devil.
Last night I slept on my mate's futon, now I feel like I've kicked to death by a mob.
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Slang for Kronenbourg 1664.
"Pint of numbers and a packet of pork scratchings please, barman."
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