The absolute certainty the Charbens cowboy . . . err . . . wasn't, "My Deadleaf Hairband" (because he owns their souls!) and "Arstornuat" . . . arse-torn-out, hahahahahahaha! I don't have to add anything, do I?
"How would you like that word, sir?"
"I'd like it with most of the letters in the wrong place and another 'r' please!"
Five posts, he's managed five posts in the whole of January, one attacking me - the grandiose "let's get started" of the . . . err . . . 14th! Yet, he once suggested I should go and do something else? I've heard the Boy Scouts of America collectors are crying out for a hat and scarf dealer!
Seen at Sandown Park a couple of years ago,
I left it there!
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