Saturday, 22 November 2008

Ten ton truck

I rarely address the readers of this episodic wanderlust but my nerves do tell. Shan't we walk the rockin' horse, will we meet the maker? Who knew life would follow this course.....
In the spirit of santum i entreat mon sweetest massage. Wonder you might of this moog, but trilbies will come tonight, the sight should beguile you quite, but try as you might the hats will hatch. 
"If you ain't got a beer for a bro i don't want to know"
                                                  Tim 'the toolman' Taylor 
He said it, I read it!
Quel Chez?
Mon ami.
Chocolate Kisses
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