alanbakewell wrote:Yes, I remember that night. It was just you and me and two acoustic guitars.
We played, we chatted, we held hands, we danced and, well, generally got closer than ever.
How could I forget that moment when you stroked my hand, squeezed my fingers so very gently,
looked me right in the eye and said.
"Get the beer in Al I've forgot me wallet".
ecca wrote:Frankly my dear, my philosophy is to tell em to stick the room up their jacksies !
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