Old Bitter Balls: Head In A Fridge

Saturday, 12 January 2013

Who doesn't have a head in their fridge? Alfred Hitchcock's wife sure did. You'll never guess where she put hitch.. cock.

A hooker isn't just for Christmas ya know, besides this is love, not that I'd expect you to understand.

Old Knudsen: I'm a witty fucker, a base and vile brabbler; chronically dissatisfied person who rebels against the established system,a gob in the eye of convention.I hung on a wind-rocked tree nine whole nights. A man of action is his own Sun. Correct punctuation and sentence structure is for the weak. My mother was an Ulster bare-knuckle fighter and my father a Scottish Viking. I was born in a coracle in the middle of the Irish Sea, delivered by the sea God Manannan. I am the only Timelord with his own teeth. I'm a Chestnut Tree and proud of it. Winner of the Darwin award 1932, runner-up 1954.Time magazine Person of the Year 2006. I'm a double dipper.A hater. A spoiler. A Blogger without a hat is to be mocked. I'm the playboy of the western world.I'm a sexual compulsive and a dangerous intellect. Banned in Halifax. My heart is black but my body is blue.I discovered Blogjinx©. I've been fisting Lemurs Since 500 A.D.

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