Yet another argument why the Not-So-Good Doc is just destined to be miserable.... Argh! Mother Nature is, as Mr Brooks observes, a saucy wench, indeed. Mmmm, saucy.....
Okay, all together now: ~~ Take a load off Annie, take a load for free.... ~~
26 April 2005
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