By Oh the good, old days, in which you would go out, have a couple of drinks and finish somewhere with a lady on your side blowing your whistle. There is not a single guy on this planet who does not think, who has not thought or who will not think
Oh the good, old days, in which you would go out, have a couple of drinks and finish somewhere with a lady on your side blowing your whistle. There is not a single guy on this planet who does not think, who has not thought or who will not think