Does seem to be a remarkable oversight not to have fled to more nonce-friendly climes like the Cambodian jungle, I must admit.Originally Posted by bbrian
I wouldn't put it past Prince Andrew. I've never liked the cut of his jib. Mind you, all the sons of that marriage are pretty ghastly. Anne's the only decent one of them.
Lizards, you see.
Ghastly, vile parasitic indolent lizards a.
And we know why they live so damn long, don't we, eh?
Oh yes.
Adrenochrome.
The baby-scoffing b@stards!
I always thought this was very harsh on lizards
I once drew an imperious hard stare from Anne. I was in my plumbers van down in Bourne End, executing a 3 point turn that had descended into a 7 point turn and looked up to see two police outriders glaring at me and Anne glaring at me impatiently from her limo.
I wound down the window and informed 'em all that this was a public highway and I'd take as many goes as I fúckin' well needed and if she didn't like it she could slide her right royal a'hole onto my fat working class finger*
*May have grinned sheepishly at the coppers and obsequiously touched the forelock for Anne.
Too small-time, imo. Hiding out in plain sight is what the top guys do.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Yes. Agreed.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
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