Thursday, October 2, 2008
Camerabags
In case anyone was wondering if the club photogs are as annoying as the people in the pics, here’s your answer.
Although it had to have hurt when that tiny bat flew into his chin.
Bartender Wench, fetch me some mead and a drumstick, lest the King’s henchmen discover us ‘ere!
No idea what that means. But flappy miniskirts flooded the Thames in 1862.
