May 10th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, I cannot squat here anymore. My pelvis has turned into bone-paste and all the veins in my legs
May 7th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, I am drinking a glass that has been filled with the stale piss of Andalusian rats, the pus
May 2nd, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, Mate, you need to calm the fuck down and stop being a dead-set five-arseholed prick. Them sad Spango
April 24th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Gigi, OK, now I am ready to race after that stupid and dangerous practice on Sunday. How many of
April 18th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Gigi, How is the building of the Super Mamba la Magnífica Sala de Victoria de Firma de Libros pavillion
April 16th, 2018 | by Boris
Liebe George, So this is Auf Wiedersehen. But since it is unlikely I shall ever sehen you again, it’s better
April 12th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Gigi-san, Please accept our humble greetings and know we bow to you in the spirit of Bushido like the
April 9th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, Get off the roof of the pit garage. You’re making the local bats nervous and they won’t mate.
April 8th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, My sister Antonia is married to a Serb. His name is Dragan. The family is terrified of him
March 19th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, Stop it. A big yellow camel did not run out onto the track. We do not need to
