The time has come, old shirt, I'm taking you out for a last walk. You served well for over 15 years and still look good at a distance but we both know the scars you're hiding and how tired and beaten up you feel. Rest in peace.
my last post in this thread, with today's episode:
Being Miss Lott still asleep, undoubtedly exhausted by the legendary exuberance of the Mumby male, Christian looked for a dictionary curious...
and the latest:
Returning from the pub, the Pomeroy brothers glimpsed their dog Porter driving around in the automobile.
Having noticed how curious the animal lately was about the airplane, they immediately decided to either stop...
Here's the inaugural post:
Hunting season is open in Chapstown.
- Go and get us some much needed likes, gentlemen - the Prefect shouts, clearly inebriated but unaware, unlike the others, of what Miss Lott had reserved for the day.