I pity him. Man City...BORING. Juve....Jesus, BORING. PSG...same old same old BORING... The German side that wins everything.....mein GOTT! Real...F**k No. What’s left for him. Life is dry, empty, flat, joyless....all that he has wanted has been won or has been given to him.
Only thing left...
Goodness me. All along there was the Butcher’s in the village, and I had been buying my meat from Tesco’s or Sainsburys. No going back now. The difference in quality is far greater than I thought possible.
When I backpacked round se Asia for three months I used my left hand. Initially it was terrifying, I’d never explored that area without a tissue buffer. However, it soon became, dare I say it, preferable to using bog roll. It was cleaner, fresher and more hygienic - where do you put wads of used...
I look at social media only twice a day. The morning and the evening. The constant battering of information and misinformation is too much for me and I can feel the levels rising. Also, look out the window. Spring has sprung. The hedges are coming out, the birds are singing. The sun is shining...
Correct. Not interested. Vauxhall and I was for me the last jolly. He’s a silly man who is perhaps deliberately making his brand toxic so that in the event of his death, the hated record companies and music producers and whatnot will not profit from it.