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In the forest glade (how they got hold of the air-fresheners, I will never know, but then I never do), the Langur lingered langorously a little longer.

And there we must leave our friend the langorous Langur. Perhaps we will meet him again, when we are both stocking up on firelighters or soap-filled pads.

It would be nice to meet but don't take it as gibbon

The Langur longed for a log to rest its legs. Long logs lay languid on the land, lizards laid lamenting the Langur and the logs it longed to lay on. Lazy limps of the lampoon loggers, looked with less love upon the Limpets that lazed, limp. lifeless, living on the larn.

Amaizing what I can write when I'm pissed.

Arm xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

there's no ell in heaven.

Ah, but there is in heavenly.

Anyway. Got to make the tea. The wife's Hank Marvin. Keep tryin' to tell her it's me day off, but she won't have it.

Bloody women....

Regards

Skoob.

Watch out SKOOB! The long extended fist is hissing round the corner of the lounge door mate, She's on to you!

Give my love to Mrs S



Arm xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

there's no I in eye so eye is eyeless

Samson was eyeless in Gaza.

Gazza was often legless.