Y’know…it’s a lot of fun matching up the hapless tards and stubfarts to harpies, harridans and horrors and then sitting back and watching the goddess of sewers and mayhem - Cloacina - have her way with them! Chutes gets a rolling pin across the head, Pete gets the frying pan - HAR HAR HAR HAR!!! It’s all justifiable homo-cide too! Woo-Hoo!!!👍
But sometimes one comes across my dating service that actually pays the bills. I’m afraid this one goes to the billionaire novelist, adventurer and man about town - WL Emery! 😉👍
You can pick her up at 7:00 tomorrow night, WL! Bring your Lear jet - the nice one!
A Purdey?! An authentic English style Purdey over-and-under? In 16 gauge no less? Words fail me.
ReplyDeleteI'll be the envy of every stubfart on the sporting clays field, the skeet field, the trap field, and even the five stand field. Let 'em look and drool! Ha!