I wonder

Not that the scarecrow minded how he looked; he was, after all, just a scarecrow...

I've just traipsed up the hill to a teacher v.

Queue for bread, queue for milk, queue for sex. It's the great British tradition after all. Empires were built on it!

The boys watch the girls watch the boys.......

The tramps have started grooving. I do not approve. When they bodypop It makes me itch. I saw a vagabond in a tweed coat Spinning on his head Making his damp trilby go all flat.