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And his accompanying stick insert couldn’t even smile for that photo!
Imagine turning up for your Knighthood wearing a badly measured suit (state of that upper arm) supposedly cobbled together by your trouty wife in the back bedroom, whilst choosing to dye your whiskers darker than they were in the first place.
Arise! And fuck off while you are at it.
she i guess thinks should get one for boot licking
Well, someone has to do it and the apprentices are not allowed to these days.
Knighted for services to himself. The ultimate narcissist.
Imagine turning up for your Knighthood wearing a badly measured suit (state of that upper arm) supposedly cobbled together by your trouty wife in the back bedroom, whilst choosing to dye your whiskers darker than they were in the first place.
Arise! And fuck off while you are at it.
One has to be careful not to smile too much or one's new even thinner nose might fall off.
It’s only from what I’ve read on here.
You said it, not me.
He amongst many other things didn't spend 'hours' waiting to see a deceased Lizzy for nothing.
And isn't it amazing how one's tiddies, against all gravitational odds, seem to be further up one's torso than they were decades ago.
Or a lot of plastic.
Lady Beckham for services to Hairy Beavers?
He jumped the queue. Not as bad as Phil and Holly but still did.
How do you get that done? Asking for a friend....Actually asking for me as my moobs are chasing my bollocks to the floor as I get older.