Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum
Sweat, Bisto and Fairy Liquid.
A heady aroma and no mistake.
Originally Posted by chalice
Woke up the next morning to the smell of Cornwall with AIDS.
God help the maid. No doubt she was confused and earning her wages that day.
Noice, BD, noice.
You cross-fred genius you.
I'm not a snob. I just work hard. And it was a hotel maid, I was referring to. And she prolly makes more dough than me, like
My Cook probly makes more dough than you.