To The Summer Breeze

Sweet, gentle spirit of the Summer breeze who whispers words of love in leaves of trees. It’s joy to feel the soft touch of your hand; your cooling breath, like being gently fanned.
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Nice wee pussy ..

Christmas Special (part six)

"they're gonna whittle my knackers to petit pois with a cheese grater, suck my eyes out and fry me lightly in a garlic and ginger sauce....."

Christmas Special (part five)

"The management are test running a revolutionary new assessment process, but it's not a covert psychological test or anyfink like that....."

Christmas Special (part four)

When it snows ain't it thrillin', though your balls get a chillin', we'll frolic and play the Eskimo way walking in a winter wonderland.

A Blast of Trumpet

That morning I'd heard hens and cocks, no peace to get me through it..........

The Elephant Salesman (Part IV)

The flight to the Congo was uneventful. Except for the shadow. Had Mr. Pickles known we were to have such an ominous visitor on board, he’d never have gotten on the plane.

Rose Hips

She asked me for roses; I gave her rose hips and said, “Here are roses as red as your lips with perfume more sweeter than any you’ll smell in expensive bottles brewed up by Chanel”.

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsors

I can still remember the day that I first became aware of the many uses of that wonder material VIP.

Awesome?

‘That’s awesome!’ How easily they’re awed! (or just, not bored?) a word to measure surprise and pleasure? is that the depth of awe? Is there no more? – a wonder inexplicable,
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