This is what the inside of my head feels like today after a night spent discussing lady troubles with Raekwon the Duck, a barmaid with a tattooed tit, a load of karoake singers and our old pal Black Sambuca. Copped.
Showing posts with label driving through the Queen's digestive system. Show all posts
Showing posts with label driving through the Queen's digestive system. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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