not quite... the is an old Italian story... old man Luigi is sitting on a hill over looking his village, looking very sad.. and young man sits next to him and asks "hey Luigi, whata is upa?" Luigi replies " doa yous seea that farma downa therea?I caughta the animals(a) thata starteda that farma witha my brothers... but doa they call mea Luigi the farmer(a)? noa, they do nota... Do you seea that boat ona the watera downa therea? me and my brothers(a) builta that boat witha our owna barea handsa.. but doa theya calla mea Luigi the bouta builderera? noa, thay doa nota... doa youa seea thata roada downa therea? mea anda myas brothersa builta thata roada witha oura owna a barea handsa! buta doa theya calla mea Luigi The roada builderera? noa! thaya do nota... But youa fuck onea goat!!!"
I paid cash up front this morning to a local carpenter, to make a new double bed. Now the fucker's done a bunk
Made it be seasonal in the house... after trudging around Lincoln in the rain finishing / starting the shopping. Amazon failed on their deliveries (could deliver up to 9pm but I've heard that one before... more likely I'll get a "oh noes, we haz to do it some other time" nonsense, or else they'll just lie and say nobody was in. I'm very tired now. Might want a Laverda 750S though after going to Italia today...
With you all the way, fucking rain is endless, I havn't done a full week for two months. And I've got this virus, Merry Christmas my arse
Watched CHiPs, the 2017 version. Enjoyed it. Plenty of Ducati’s with only one time when the sound didn’t match the bike
That's me back. Disappointed I've got to say. Out since 1pm...22.14 now, and they're all for going home. Wish I could turn the clock back 10 years. Opening a bottle of vino...bollocks to it.
