In ancient times, an mighty warrior of the Germanic tribes cut a swathe through the Roman Legions.
His name was Dolf, but he was more commonly called by another name, whispered by mothers to their children as a warning - "The Red", owing to the spatters of Roman blood that covered his wolfskin armour after battles.
It was a week before Christmas night that Dolf strode into a small inn, own...
A scientist told me my climate change denial was wrong, citing the horrific brush fires we see wiping out swathes of vegetation all over the world.
I told him they were just plants.
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The creation of a pussy, improved version.
Each man was a master-of-craft at his trade,
Now by God in his wisdom a task they'd been laid.
See them gathered together, by calling divine
to fashion a vulva of peerless design.
The first man, a butcher of eminent skill
took a hold of his bla...