Saturday, March 22, 2008

Beer Yesterday, Dire Rear Today

Urgh! This will have to be a quickie! I've got an important, erm, appointment to attend. Must have been those council chips I scoffed half way through the afternoon. I'm sure it's nothing to do with the ten pints of fine ale I quaffed.

Talk amongst yourselves for a bit. Must dash!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

My thoughts and prayers are with the cleaner of Eastcliff mansions.

Michael Child said...

carpe rectum

Flashheart said...

Self inflicted wounds, dear chap. No sympathy I'm afraid from us '20 minuters' who have rectums of steel.

Anonymous said...

I could drink beer 'til the cows come home....

And they usually do.