Mr. Page...
....and seconds before the explosion, Golf Fan 3455 emerged from the bunker
carrying the last chicken tikka masala humanity would ever see, crying:
And while he's there he can meet the 5 million guitarists who have ripped
him off over the years too.
"Firstly Mr Page this is Ingee, Ingly, Inchwee Mowm, Maam, whatever,
followed closely by Kingdom Come...
--
slumpy
no more
no less
just me
(cheap at twice the price...)
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