Yikes! It was all there a minute ago - the text, I mean - and now some bugger's swiped it! Who could it be? Bastard! You'll pay for this, you miscreant!Well, I guess I'll just have to leave you with a very fetching portrait of good old Lev Davidovich, (looking somewhat washed out, I admit) until I can lay my hands on it. Was it you, Shaunie? Or that mad git The Baron?! Snakey bastards, both of you...
6 comments:
I only nocks fings I can flog mate.
Mr Ryder,
The first sentence is fine, but please change the last two sentences. Thanks.
What's the difference between Paul Lowe and Ronnie Biggs?
Ronnie's seen a Brazilian.
I 'eard that that Fritzl was a bit disappointed with 'is life sentence. Word 'as it 'e could 'ave got away with a bit of community service: teachin' the McCanns how to lock their doors properly.
Sandy,why in the name of all that's vile and damnable would i do that? Got better things to do these days!
As for sick jokes? Apart from my fucking income tax demand for the previous year,here's one;
What's 4 feet tall and stands at the bottom of a little girl's bed?
Gary Glitter's boots.
William Frederickson
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