Thursday, 24 September 2009

Magnum Washroom Super Automatic

It seems apt that whilst reviewing this fat, silver oaf, I noticed that some talented young pen-user [may or may not have] scrawled their latest comedy musing beneath its hefty hull. Here, in front of millions of interweb-lookers, is that message:

"Flop that old tit on my Quavers and call me Cassandra."

Thy will be done.

Can be found: Bar 49, Soho, London, England.
Auto: Sure
Rating: Two firm pats of my left ventricle.

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