"He looked like the poet Shelley after a big night out with Lord Byron."

P.G.Wodehouse


lauantai 4. syyskuuta 2010

The sunshine was suddenly blotted from his life

Wallace: "Won't you come in? We were just about to have some cheese."
Wendolene: "Oh no, not cheese. Sorry. Brings me out in a rash. Can't stand the stuff."
Wallace: "Not even Wensleydale?"

By Bean & Crumpet

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