leather seats, which were a lovely amber colour.
Takes a rich mixture of fluids to produce that lovely amber patina, iffy.
I speak from experience. And I was only a minicab driver in Clapham, not one of those snotnosed ignorant coarse stupid lost illiterate arrogant thieving kings of the road in their collapsing 12mph diesel automatics.
KnowImean, Sweetie?
And Sheikha: why the blue blazes weren't you jousting in London in your jalopy while I wasn't there to terrorise you? Some crummy economistic excuse no doubt. You may not get another chance.
Last edited by: Armel Coussine on Fri 17 Sep 10 at 22:00
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