THE LATE, GREAT, OVERSIZE MASTER OF THE CAUSTIC COMEBACK, MISTER JOHN CANDY . . . . RIP MAN.
REAL COOL SHIT - REAL BIKES, REAL CARS, REAL TUNES . . . . AND A LI'L BIT OF REAL VITRIOLIC RANTING . . . . AND A WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER COOL STUFF THAT GIVES ME THE HORN . . . . unless otherwise stated, all words, blurbs and drivel herein are entirely mine. I hope you dig it. All my personal photos can be enlarged by clicking on the image.
Thursday, 20 September 2012
SANCTIMONIOUS, POMPOUS, SUPERIOR FOLK OUGHT BE BROUGHT DOWN TO EARTH AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY . . . . I SAID AGES AGO IN A POST, IF YOU'RE RIDIN THE HIGH HORSE, IT'S A LONG, HARD FALL TO THE GROUND . . . . MET A SOMMELIER TYPE TODAY, WAY TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL . . . . WRITING CHEQUES HIS 'ACTUAL' WINE KNOWLEDGE JUST CAN'T CASH . . . . CHECK YO'SEF DUDE, THEN, DEPLOY 'CHUTE.
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