there once was a man from magina, whos wife had a massive...
bob dawson
now, speaking of bizarre, my mate was texting me last night fom LA, saying how he was drinking with quentin Tarentino and chatting about the football. I texted back, all nonochalant, saying that he should tell QT that i think the scripts are wooden and need more work. then i went to sleep. so i wake up this morning and theres a voicemail message on my phone... from Quentin fecking Tarantino!!! its quite funny, as i also texted saying that QT was awesome but scripts needed work. Very surreal