Hahahaha
Good stuff.

I remember the first time I went to London, and accidentally ending up in a gay bar, where my friend and I ogled a perfect, lithe form with great legs and arse, clad in white denim, and with long, beautiful blonde hair, who then turned 'round to to display his rhodadendron-sized beard.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 3 Mar 2010, 12:17, Reply)