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One evening after some particually cress 'bug-lovin', Julian suggested a change of scenery..
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| Claude.....do you ever wonder what it would be like if we lived somewhere without trees? | |
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| here we go..he'd be alright if he didn't talk.. | |
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Claude decided Julian was good, but not *that* good..
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| ive put up with his 'lovable' but twatty inquisitiveness for too long.. | |
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| Claude..why are you going? | |
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| there's nothing to eat you twat | |
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