Verily, mine noble and trusty steed hath been most idle of late. Ye weather hath not been kind. Mayhap, it will become warmer so that I may venture forth onto Suffolk's green and pleasant highways soon. Imagine, if thou will, two bears astride yon throbbing beast resplendent in matching helmets.

A plague on all those pestilent serfs that fail to indicate on roundabouts! May the fleas of a thousand camels infest their underpants.
It's the hair bear bunch!
ReplyDeleteIs there room for a small sheep on that motorbike?
ReplyDeleteMost certainly, young sheep, thou art most welcome to ride upon the noble steed.
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