The ex-head honcho of English cricket is approaching the age at which he will cease to have realistic prospects for making oodles of money. So he's decided to cash in his chips and publish a catalogue of Andrew (Freddy) Flintoff's drunken revels.
Brilliant.
An ex-England rugby captain has woken up and realised that he no longer has any prospect of playing for England (in a Rugby shirt) or any other means of making a living, and has poured scorn over the man who got England against all the odds to the Rugby World Cup final.
Brilliant.
Just add slake lime, then cook for a long as possible
Monday, 29 October 2007
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