Which inevitably leads to 'Who'se the King?'
Well, about that.... After about 7 centuries of being ground beneath the heel of kings we decided we didn't want one of those anymore
Well, about that.... After about 7 centuries of being ground beneath the heel of kings we decided we didn't want one of those anymore
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.