I guess we are back to plain old Spud.Wallace to Seagull while holding a skull:“Alas, poor Spud! I knew him, Seagull: a fellowof infinite guile, of most excellent spite: I hath borne him on my back a thousand times; and now, howabhorred in my imagination it is!” With humble apologies to The Bard.
I guess we are back to plain old Spud.Wallace to Seagull while holding a skull:“Alas, poor Spud! I knew him, Seagull: a fellowof infinite guile, of most excellent spite: I hath borne him on my back a thousand times; and now, howabhorred in my imagination it is!” With humble apologies to The Bard.