A coupla years ago, I snapped at one point.I grabbed my hen-pecked neighbour by the lapels and bellowed: 'DO YOU WANT ME TO BANG A HAMMER IN YOUR SKULL AT 8 O'CLOCK OF A SATURDAY MORNING?'
He got the message, but I wasn't terribly popular in that cul-de-sac afterwards.
(He got the message, but I wasn't terribly popular in that cul-de-sac afterwards.
Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Mon 23 Feb 2009, 11:17,
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