I was out green-laning with a mate, and one lane emerged from a stream into the rear carpark of a hotel.
We rode along the drive and saw a photographer looking towards us and apparently photographing the other side of a big ivy and moss covered lump of tumbled masonry. As we passed I looked back to see a bride and groom flinching in horror as our tyres spat globs of river mud vaguely at them.
I doubt we actually "got" them and if the photographer had his wits about him it might have given them the best photos of the whole day.
packed with awsum
Is anyone else thinking what I'm thinking?
They're never going to see eye to eye? ❓
They haven't been dishing out the meals equally? ❓
that it's probably bigger than her arm
They're never going to see eye to eye?
eyes to eye maybe
ahahaahaa! proper good Monday thread! 😀
Is anyone else thinking what I'm thinking?
There's a Milligan war book that this is covered, basically Sapper asks his medic can he have relations with a woman much shorter than him, "yes you can but you won't have anyone to talk to!" 🙂






