Ok, here's the deal, riske. I tried to get the memorystick with all the porn with me, but I was attacked by evil Jon Bon Jovi worshipping cows (yes, they are the most lethal and insane kind ever spotted by James Cook). The cows forced me to surrender my lovely blue memory container using the sound of paper against pavement, which is something everybody understands is quite excruciating. Thus, I am not a proud man to admit that I lose the memory stick and my left sock (which was not white).
chuck norris doesnt use telephones, he stares at the picture of someone and finds out what they need. and then he roundhouse kicks them because chuck only helps himself.
lovely.
what the bloody hell are you doing? i find it quite rude of you to bugger off to sweden like this, you guys were my emergency crash site! (even if you were on the other side of the country)