Thursday, 3 June 2010

People, eh?

For every five occasions where people vindicate my absolute faith in humanity, there's always one occasion where people make me want to live on a desert island.

4 comments:

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

I'd live alone on a desert island - but I'd die from the smell of my own fishy, mushy vaginal puss.

Time to go and lick it clean...

JuliaM said...

Only one? You're lucky...

Kingbingo said...

If I could get Amazon deliveries, Chinese food deliveries and internet porn I would already be living on a desert island.

Anonymous said...

Dear Mr O T Clown

Personally I'd swap the numbers.

There are not enough desert islands any more.

DP