The herring gull that sits outside my office window, it stares in beadily, damn great thing, and if I ignore it (which I do) it starts beaking at the window. Some fool must have fed it in the past.
Hate custard creams you can't dunk em properly. Yes you got there before me, lard men with pony tails. Don't know why but I love a man in a white shirt really sexy to me.