Wednesday 25 April 2007

...the one person, the only person to help him realise his life-long ambition of opening his very own bronchial vineyard. He already had a spot picked out deep in the heart of the Feminine Jungle, and Bertram was sure with Annie's manly physique and constant honking it would be in the bag in no time!

"Don't fancy yours much" said a voice from behind accompanied by a faint whiff of coleslaw, as Salvador approached, gently nursing his nut-sack with a lemon merangue after an unfortunate roasting incident. "You'd do best to steer clear of her" he said, having suddenly become a cockney, "I heard that this one time she...

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