...I want to buy the camouflage t-shirt!
(and the bottomless scrubs)
Oh why, oh why, did I spend all my money for buying a rotten house?
David Hockney winter timber, 2009
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I want the camo t-shirt too or the blue blood t-shirt or anything Julian R-T has worn...ahhh lovely Mac
Size medium? I thought these were real men, with proper manly chests.
Mimi, glad to notice some appreciation :) [ sits and wonders if the clothes are unwashed or not]
Dave; beware what you say. I'll include a photo of a proper manly chest now. Just for you. (And for me. And for Mimi :)
Yes, I think the photo demonstrates what a underdeveloped person he is. Runt of the litter probably.
Needs to build himself up quite a bit before I'd allow him in my cricket team.
IP; I'll try to remember your graceful words whilst hammering and digging more ditches.
Dave; runt of the litter? That beauteous midriff is part of a 6" body. [trying not to act like a walking JRT dictionary]
Ah, 'beanpole' is what we call weeds like him.
;)
That should have been 6 feet, but I am a metric girl.
Beanpole indeed :)
Beauty is, perhaps, in the eye of the beholder.
Well, Coleridge was on the same sort of magic mushrooms that foxes nibble at.
Dave, quite suddenly you are sounding like Mr. Fox.
I would throw you with the book The pulchritude of the fraise-blonde beanpole, but I have eaten too much mushroom soup and my eye is gone all dizzy.
It's probably just envy. That Sue White is some woman.
Bit too bonkers for me, though.
Hard to believe, when one reads Superlon.
i don't understand this pickcher
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