No Regular Roastie

My love, my lady. My pride, my joy and my old boney is bleeding. She is injured. I got swiped off the road by a tiny little Indian lady in a massive Dodge Journey. She took me out and the curb did the rest. As I traveled through the air I remembered, amongst other thoughts, the first real bail I took on her: It was a hot summers day at Witbank Dam.

French and Farmers

Good on you New Zealand. Drill those Frenchies! France was never too kind to me. In my opinion: Napoleon was probably just an average Joe. Well a short average Joe but not any more arrogant or self-centered as the rest of them.