"Oh boy, am I gonna have fun in me blog with THAT!"
Thus spake the purple porkster.
But canst I remember what I's supposed to be bloggering?
Can I jizzwipes!
I recall getting blown by The Lady C in the pub, but it weren't that. Nor was it Twelvety and the card. I think Je T'aime came into it somewhere, a 500 squid trip to Laura (Palma), and the rohypnolling of Lady C by dodgy doggers to satisfy their lecherous libido whilst perusing Peruvian paedo porn of Paddington Bare.
Or something.
But I forgets, so no blog today.
