I woke up this morning...
...was a fetching shade of blue.
Fantastic just doesn't do justice,
To this exotic new-found hue.
I wandered into the kitchen,
grabbed myself a breakfast brew,
Rolled a fag, took a drag,
Then went and had a shower to get this bloody paint off.
Fantastic just doesn't do justice,
To this exotic new-found hue.
I wandered into the kitchen,
grabbed myself a breakfast brew,
Rolled a fag, took a drag,
Then went and had a shower to get this bloody paint off.
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I think, yes, I think so.
Thinking only leads to trouble. Go with your instinct. Get naked.
I've spent mos to fthe weekend naked.... and my nipples are really really sore and all nice and tingly... I may have to go play with myself... or get a curry... the possibilitys are endless...
Tingly nipples. Ah, you can't beat tingly nipples. Well, maybe tingly nipples can be beaten by a be-spanked bum, but it's a close call.
Indeed for as it is so, so it should be. I think. I really should stop this thinking thing.. it only leads to trubble... and sore bottoms...
I wonder what the Google ads will make of this? Should make for some interesting suggestions...
I wonder what... anyone reading this will make of it... let alone google adds...
They'll probably make a hat.
(Here's hoping that reference isn't missed...)
Or maybe a papermachee sculpture of the eiffle tower? or perhaps kings hedges road under 16's routeen rugby social club?
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