Greg was friends with both Throb and Simon Roberts. He wasn't known as a slack-arse only for spending so much time as a bloody student y'know. Hence my delight at finding tightening cream for him.
Which reminds me of a recent story. Emily was trying to go to the toilet...
Emily: "Mummy, my poo's square"
Fiona: "What do you mean, it's square?"
Emily: "It won't come out of my bottom"
Fiona: "You just have to push harder"
Emily: "It's alright for you mummy, I've only got a little bottom!"
:')
bastard by name bastard by nature
If Feds call you and say something bad on me, it may prove what I said are truth, they are afraid of it.
I'm pretty sure people were taught shame in the 60s, except maybe the hippies. And if people weren't guilty of stuff, why did prisons exist in that decade? Or were they planning for the 70s?
