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Ambassadeur, weez zees Ferrero Rocher you are spoiling us
Rum dispatched, and reputation as a seaworthy pirate restored (only one fall, no submissions, no knockouts) Chicken castle commenced and chickens tamed if not fully hypnotised (not attempted the calamityjune method yet) Quality time spent with cohorts Slackyderm project started Failed to achieve golden wedding showers and got lost on the way to monkey chanting
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I have a friend named Patrick
After a day liberally festooned with chocolate eggs arriving in the mail, a realisation that painting walls on walls is quite hard, and a bit of grape-play with the chicks next door (cluck cluck, not hair and make-up), I harried myself to the boxing gym. Ab was there to give David and I a good
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