poetry is great and make it rhyme very hard to do all the time squabbling on here every hour keyboard warriors without the power Don't argue lads let's drink and be merry 7 pints for me and who is on the sherry Non-drinkers welcome, we'll all be buds Singing Tiger feet by the famous Mud Tea is nearly ready, I'm starving cant wait Always on time, never late My better half can cook, I will give her that I used to be a skinny bugger now I'm fat The starter is ribs I tell you no fibs Life is good and I feel complete Bloody brilliant for mains it's meat Her indoors can certainly waffle Dessert tonight is her alcoholic trifle copyright SB enterprises for the lads for the girls Sexist I know but what the heck
So all the angst we've seen in recent months from Fez is down to TOM maybe, or maybe not, asking Fez's missus if he can put a few shelves up or lay a patio? Christ on a bike.
andrew marvell and phillip larkin all rolled into one! pictures painted in words harking back to 1931
in rhyming slang a number 2 is another term for having a poo so why the hell is having a p a number one and not a number 3?
