Just when you thought it was safe to go back on the sofa… Last night we were watching some dreadful shoot ‘em up film with Clive Owen [insert Homer Simpson drool noise here] called, unsurprisingly, Shoot ‘Em Up (has head on car crash with baddies, shoots out windscreen mid-flight, lands in back of bad guys’ van and kills them all before they turn round, that sort of thing). All of a sudden I’m aware of a bit of posing going on over on the opposite sofa.
Blimey, Bert needs a girlfriend.
(great sofa!)
Maybe a certain Aussie girl could knit you some pants? In an appropriate colour of course!
Susan: Ooh, maybe that’s what Aussie should knit him?! Thanks x
She is a Princess, after all! The Princess always has her pick of the beds. Just ask Jack! LOL!
Thrifty: Great film. Got it from Sensible Uncle I as a pressie and watched it loads.