DAVID'S JUST SMELT SOMETHING - AND IT'S NOT THE TRACKSIDE BREAKFAST (I THINK THE CULPRIT IS BEHIND, MAYBE?)! |
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HOPE YOU LIKE THESE PHOTOS OF THE BRITISH GRAND PRIX 2009 - WE WERE TRACKSIDE AT 6.30 AM!!!
HERE'S THE RED ARROWS WITH THEIR NEW ROUTINE - AGAIN!!!
Some say he has a life size tattoo of his face, on his face. And that his droppings have been found as far north as York. Some say that his genitals are on up side down and that he could solve the Da Vinci code in 43 seconds. Some say he should be switched off at the mains overnight and that David Hasslehoff calls him 'son'. Some say his first name really is ‘The', and that he has a surprising number of shoulders. Some say he's bored of being introduced like this, and that if anyone's going to flog a dead horse it should be him. Some say he can swim seven lengths under water and he has webbed buttocks. Some say that every week he sheds his entire skin, like a snake and that for some reason he's allergic to the Dutch. Some say that he's Mac compatible, and that he once punched a horse to the floor. Some say that the outside of his nipples are shaped like the Nurburgring and that when there's a really important job to do, he skives off to play croquet. Some say that after he makes love, he eats his partner's head. And that he's recently cut down on his binge drinking, because it's gone up to £1.18 a litre.
All we know is, he's called |
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