The sacred cows have come home to roost
Jul. 28th, 2007 01:50 pmHe was my North, my South, my East and West,Jewcy on the Shambo case, via the Drink Soaked Trots.
My midweek sandwich and my Sunday lunch,
My stir-fry, my fillet, my stock, my chop;
I thought that leftovers would last for ever: I was wrong.