don't come rumming moaning to me afterwards.
For f**k's sake, they'll smell the jew on you from 100 yards away. Your lamb chops will be 60 pc sheep and 40 pc bodily fluids.
All is have to go with them is the other pair of crusty rolls.
So. Pankoed crispy shrimp rolls, then.
Jorge
arguing with people hired as purveyors of click-bait, don’t you? I mean, there was a time where it was just about believable that Guardian columnists believeed what they wrote. Not any more.
You are keeping the paper alive just as Nicosia Gooner keeps TalkSport alive
Jorge Pratt
It's not, I just can't be arsed going to the supermarket.