A physician eighty years of age had enjoyed of a health unalterable. Their friends did him of it compliments every days: "Mister doctor," they said to him, "you are admirable man. What you make then for to bear you as well?" -- "I shall tell you it, gentleman," he was answered as them, and I exhort you in same time at to follow my example. I live of the product of my ordering without take any remedy who I command to my sicks."
Fiddy says "shut up and get crunk up, you warm diaphanous tendril of merculent ooze."
Make sure to bring Bumhong and Rural Depopulation. I wish to purchase both. Also, what's happening with this Electrical Tapes bidnizz? Am I still allowed to contribute? Got any animators "on board"? What's the dilly?
Due to the inhumanely early closing time of The Ferryboat (something I should have looked into before I spent 60 booking the place) the party will have to continue at 43 Wymer Street, complete with soundsystem and booze and friends.
My matchbox house is gonna be like a can of sardines/pilchards/sild/tuna chunks or any other tinned fish you care to mention.
Pidgin sounds like what my arse would look like if it were uplifted, disattached, externally inverted through 180 degrees, graffitied on by a gang of moral relativists, shrunk to the size of a raisin using microwave radiation and then exhibited alongside the OAP's watercolours and crap coloured-pencil drawings done by local school children in the tiny museum with the wonky floor next to St. Andrews church in Leyland, Lancashire.
i didn't like anal beads at all before the pidgster came along. now i can tolerate it... over exposure to those massive beads i reckon. boom . my regards to the Hooters massive
