Thing is, h, they've all got those clubs in their bag. Which is why we can never trust them (or their Quisling-like fellow travellers and fifth columnists like la).
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To be honest b, c spent last week explaining how this baneful creature frequently runs up his body so what doe he do? He decides to stand stark *******s naked near the very same beast - almost as though he wanted it to happen.
I shudder to imagine the depravities he subjects his poor lady wife to.