When i was a teenager, around 18 or so, i decided to try skiing, so off we went to Killington VT, got all the stuff i thought i needed (just forgot about taking lessons) so down the mountain i go, right into the first pine tree on the slope, so i had to be taken off in that stretcher thing for a broken leg, and gallons of pine sap that took months to get off my body, that ended my skiing career, i beat Sonny Bono to the punch but i survived But you didn't get to sleep with Cher!!!!!
Not sure she's worth the pine tree enema, mate.
Helluva thought...if one runs out of paper, is one expected to use the brush?
To # 35....
I don't care what you say... threaten me with, you are NOT fitting our crapper out like that!
For one, I'd suffer with permanent 'stage fright'... for fear Dame Edna Everage could burst in at any moment
Yep...that crapper would cause "Premature Pinch" alright!
We did get a shot of old starkers on his usual throne, though...in the "Way Out Back":