Monday, 28 July 2008

SLEEPING BEAUTY

After an exhusting day at the office, my muse, likes nothing better than crashing out at his mates house. Well it was 2 in the afternoon.

Notice the vice like grip on the warm White Lightning? Who can blame him, a lot of oppotunist thieves would kill for the sweet refreshing taste of Musson's saliva and delicious 'cider'.

No comments: