My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
Suggested by Buffet the Appetite Slayer
(, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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They were along the lines of
"What you doing in my house with a hammer?"
(, Fri 3 Jun 2011, 17:57, 1 reply)
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