The odd bottle of Mr. Jack Daniels and a sing a long always gets me going. Come on now kids, all together - Put your nuts between your toes, then you wipe your dirty nose...
I'd like to meet:
I'd thought I'd found her...My former beaver lover went missing three years ago whilst out on the river, I thought she was just going for a swim and the odd wood collecting on her way. As I watched her through the warm shards of wet grass, I smiled internally, knowing I'd found the love of my life. Then suddenly an old biddy whacked her over the head with a paddle and turned her into a hat. I've never been the same since. Until last week, I hit myself on the head with a log slightly heavier than I first thought - the bugger knocked me straight out. I woke up days later feeling better than ever, I'll always have a place in my heart for Sally but I know she's in a better place. With all the other, beavers, cats and fox's fur making it to the old twats walk in five star wardrobe oh and not to forget the chicken nuggets on Mrs. Barneby's plate. I'm really willing to meet anyone who will get me out of the dam on a Friday night.
Music:
I like a mixture of Jazz and Funk, it's kind of like Junk.
Television:
Leave It To Beaver and The L Word.
Books:
Get Busy Beaver, classic read!
Heroes:
People For The Ethical Treatment Of Aminals.
Animals are not ours to eat, nor beavers to wear.
