Smokie didn't always have a big grudge against them Freeky Deeky Dutch but this time, again they had beer running out.
But it didn't matter too much, beacuse Smokie had already packed up and got an early get away, so he could be the traffic back to the ferry. but the police had a breathalizer and knew about Smokie's drinking habits and his propensity to speed towing so they pulled out Rubber gloves, with ribbed fingers which had been soaked in lubricant Several times before inserting it in.
The look on GABs jealous face was unlikely to go away in any hurry unless The gay policeman had his way using a double-ended Four inch wide Neoprene rubber reinforced turbo rampant rabbit him over on Calais seafront Whilst singing Jerusalem in f sharp.
A crowd formed a tight circle when suddenly above the vultures circled like evil butterflies with black spots completely unlike the Kronenburg stubbies that Wallace and Grommit couldn't make fit into the dark ring shaped orifice with jagged edges and disturbing aroma
but strangely pleasant and surprisingly moist Plain Chocolate Hobknobs melted in the glow of Smokey's well polished helmet of carbon fibre which gleamed silkily amongst the daffodils waving gently in the breeze from the rancid methane exhaled by Blair and his cronies during a big gangbang with Cherie who grinned throughout like a letterbox that the postman caught his elbow in yesterday when he bent down
and the dog attacked from behind brandishing a cutlass and an eyepatch in his pocket he had a marshmellow flavoured hacksaw
and a bright silver pointy object very reminiscent of a rectal probe but this one worked by osmosis using a membrane which didn't quite
taste the way of GRAND MARNIER mixed with Leffe Leffe? exclaimed Tinkerbell. I'll have ten minutes of fun
playing with his...
