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The Air Conditioning In Lamborghinis Used To Be An Asthmatic Sitting In The Dashboard Blowing At You Through A Straw.

Like Many Men, I Can Never Find Anything That I'm Looking For, Even When I'm Actually Looking At It. In A Fridge, I Think Milk Is Actually Invisible To The Male Eye. And So, It Turns Out, Are Dirty Great Holes In The Fence.

Some Say His Droppings Have Been Found As Far North As York, And That He Has A Full Size Tattoo Of His Face, On His Face. All We Know Is He’s Called The Stig.

I'm Having A Nice Cold Pint And Waiting For This To Blow Over.

Sometimes I Stagger Even Myself With My Genius.