Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
Behold Sedg the man of sludge!
Hey, what's with the green stuff surrounding me very non-vegative groinly region. That's actionable young fella me woman! Expect a letter (french or otherwise) demanding damages from my solicitors (OK, if you insist on being precise and pedantic, 'my pimps') Slutter and Gorgon.
Given your age, Guv, I'd say mould.
I don't know whether to laugh or not.The moss-lichen silk-chiffon lap-lap looks like something Dolce & Gabbana For Men did for their Summer Collection, and that only a Governor-General could afford to buy and have the social occasion to wear it.
He's got his revenge though, have you seen the latest at the GG blog. Horrible, just horrible, I think I've gone blind.
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