There was an old Texan Named Joe
Whose prose never quite seemed to flow
So he hired a robot
To fill in his slot
And post the most mind numbingly trite, boring, superficial, intellectually vacant alphabet spaghetti on an irritatingly regular basis that has ever been the misfortune of honest traders to have had to endure, I mean, it’s pure po;
I haven’t really got the hang of this yet, have I…..
I recall doing German GCSE at the age of 13 or whenever, and cracking up at the German for 'father'. The whole class did actually, the teacher used to get irate.
I recall doing German GCSE at the age of 13 or whenever, and cracking up at the German for 'father'. The whole class did actually, the teacher used to get irate.