My concert teeth have slipped down the back of the sofa.

By way of the merest hint of a suggestion that a certain stage may have been reached:

Croissant à la Matin-Tonne

Hmm, that looks familiar... French, is it? Let's see, morning... ton... croissant? Something about breakfast?

I'm stumped.

A worry, my fine friend - I wonder whether they are toasted or roasted? Nevertheless, it's the weight that bothers me! Then again, it could be something to with Easter?

I too shall retire.

Mornington Crescent

I say, Mornington Crescent!

Hearing good things about you. Although after reading this web sight I realize you are totally off the wall!!! Uncle Bill said it's not inherited, but I'm not sure about that!. Hope all is well with you, and enjoy your Christmas season.

I WANT MALE SEX TOYS FRE WITHOUT CASH

SEX TOY

Any chance the game may start up again ? Quite intriguing indices to the streams of certain consciousnesses. And whence Angus Prune these days ? Have missed him since the dear ISIRTA days.

Yeah, this was a good game. Might be worth beginning a new incarnation of it.