Two days back in a moment of madness I thought I may go visit Markit. I rang him and said "I am coming your way". His American accent is hard to understand but I heard him say something about "a cough" before the phone went dead. Not to be deterred I rang him back and said "I have cheese and I am coming your way on Thursday". Luckily this time the phone reception was clear.
I rang my good mate Rangi, who actually speaks English even though his is a Kiwi. I mentioned going to visit Markit. He mentioned the same "are cough" before his phone went dead. I rang him back and he politely said "listen fool do you think I want to hang out with you and Markit rather with my girlfriend Rosie". I conceded that he had a good point.
Rosie is beautiful with a great body, magnificent legs and a nice set of ......oops I have digressed but I assume you get the idea.
So I phoned my other great mate Davita, sadly the battery was flat on his phone, he was asleep or out looking for his IMB. I do know which one but he never got back to me.
So here I am loaded up with cheese, beer, salami, roasted pork belly slices, bell peppers stuffed with feta cheese and olives stuffed with anchovies. Plus fresh bread, tomato, onions, fresh basil and anchovies to make a bit of bruschetta. I am ready to go to the cave.
Markit has been taking charisma lessons from Davita so he tells me that he does not like anchovies and bruschetta is just toast with some crap on top.
So all is changed, tomorrow morning I am heading off with raw dog bones.
I rang my good mate Rangi, who actually speaks English even though his is a Kiwi. I mentioned going to visit Markit. He mentioned the same "are cough" before his phone went dead. I rang him back and he politely said "listen fool do you think I want to hang out with you and Markit rather with my girlfriend Rosie". I conceded that he had a good point.
Rosie is beautiful with a great body, magnificent legs and a nice set of ......oops I have digressed but I assume you get the idea.
So I phoned my other great mate Davita, sadly the battery was flat on his phone, he was asleep or out looking for his IMB. I do know which one but he never got back to me.
So here I am loaded up with cheese, beer, salami, roasted pork belly slices, bell peppers stuffed with feta cheese and olives stuffed with anchovies. Plus fresh bread, tomato, onions, fresh basil and anchovies to make a bit of bruschetta. I am ready to go to the cave.
Markit has been taking charisma lessons from Davita so he tells me that he does not like anchovies and bruschetta is just toast with some crap on top.
So all is changed, tomorrow morning I am heading off with raw dog bones.
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