bad admiral says:
of course i know what breasticles are. breasticles are genius inventions. however, apparently it's like having a massive pair of knackers on one's chest. maybe a case of right design...wrong place. kind of like building a massive cock shaped swimming pool full of whiskey in the acropolis.
i just didn't understand the first part.
you get felt up by the face lady off the telly? is it like "the hand that rocks the cradle"?
NO. In case you hadn't noticed we Sheffield types have derailed this thread to speak of Sheffield's own Dr Caroline. It is to her I refer.
Yes, it's snails isn't it Carey? Oh well....they're all slimey.