Bizarre comment of the week
(week meaning whenever I can be bothered to update it)
Ooog my clock, while framing Egyptian long-staffs with Jam. Bug my sugg, whie eating a Jug on the rug. Klop a pillow, the brain is trying to take over the world while pretending to its mother that it's still in Doncaster. Table cloths are explosive if they have walls with socks attatched to them. Cheap arms do not function on petrol. Nig rog pwl jo!!! Harp in juper gamba my head!!! Bolji, stop eating my legs!!! Or I'll grow 900 legs to destroy the world.
(Apologies, for I know that this is not normal, but I thought I'd do it anyway.)
