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Apparently Google has its knickers all in a twist over those cunts in the Eu and some shite about cookies. Frankly if they are biscuits then I will eat them, if you are concerned about this then fuck off somewhere else and read something else.

Tuesday, 9 December 2014

It must be approaching Christmas

Frost on the ground, dark in the morning and deer in the fields;
Time to zero the deer rifle?


 Yes Dad!

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