HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DUNCAN.
. . . I see something like this, I feel that all is not lost and – nope, can’t explain.
Hope I’ve got the link right.
What a load of Arf-grrruff rubbish this article is –
I’ve been snarl, slobber eating Casablancan sausages for years and can testify that this is not howelll . . . true. What’s more, I have a lovely wet nose.
Can’t stop, yelp-yelp-yelp my wife is throwing a stick for me to catch. Snap-snap, snort, lovely tummy tickle.
SOSS-EH-JESS ! ! !
as it features the purported photos of the “actor.” The English version does not.
For the English version go to :
I don’t know one way or the other, but I’ve been uneasy with the differing accounts of the final shoot-out with the surviving, younger, bomber and his attempt at suicide, followed by the news that he was unarmed.
If you’ve got the time, I’d recommend you follow all the links.
Any comments ?
The novel “Fifty Shades Of Grey” has seduced women – and baffled blokes. Now a spoof, Fifty Sheds Of Grey, offers a treat for the men. The book has author Colin Grey recounting his love encounters at the bottom of the garden. Here are some extracts…
Actually, this is a post I wrote years ago for another site. But, hey – recycling means I’m doing MY bit to save the World.
What are YOU lot doing for our planet, hmm?