"Bejabbers my Ar*e!" I spluttered as my knackers took a resounding pounding as I rode across the cobbles on my trusty Penny-Farthing.
I was in the Town Centre you see, had to buy some Grapes for a gentleman Chap is laid up with a terrible case of Haemorrhoids.
Thoughtful 'aint I just?
Also, I noticed a lot of people tend to point and smirk. Naturally as I whip out my Horse Whip to administer due punishments, I more often than not lose my balance shouting just choice words as "Zounds!" or "Yonks!"
Is it time for me to invest in one of these "Self Propelled Mountain Cycles" I keep hearing about?
I need a bit of excercise, can't rely on the Driver all of the time, what?
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