Oh manOn Sunday, Mrs Vagabond and I singularly failed to to our weekly shop, as, lidderally five mins out the door and we were soaked to the skin. I turned to her, rain dripping from my nose, and invoked the three Ts - tea, toast and telly.
The best way to spend an afternoon.
(The best way to spend an afternoon.
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Thu 9 Oct 2008, 11:10,
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