A. K. A. Loose Canon
married life...
religious life...
...and then you marry one.
Mr Rot, Mr Rot (said in a guttural Rooskie accent). Are you going soft all of a sudden? Man up. And try some single malt, instead of your usual raki. Best antidote for self-eye-gauging. Or, better still. Prove a theorem. Willya?
Pay up.
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married life...
religious life...
...and then you marry one.
Mr Rot, Mr Rot (said in a guttural Rooskie accent). Are you going soft all of a sudden? Man up. And try some single malt, instead of your usual raki. Best antidote for self-eye-gauging.
Or, better still. Prove a theorem. Willya?
Pay up.
Post a Comment