What did I get in the way of a thank you for restoring the balance of the wedgie vibe? I got a smack on the nose by a very handsome angel, that's what. He came with a message direct from the Man Upstairs himself. We had a job, and He wouldn't take no for an answer.
Apparently, it paid oodles of filthy moolah, so who was I to argue? Not that I could.
Fat dead cannibals, giant pervy birds, loads of standing about being bored, we did it all, and even had a little fun along the way.
Apparently, it paid oodles of filthy moolah, so who was I to argue? Not that I could.
Fat dead cannibals, giant pervy birds, loads of standing about being bored, we did it all, and even had a little fun along the way.
Freaky Finders
Al K. Line is a British author who lives in rural England with his wife, son and dogs.
When asked to describe himself for this bio all we got was the following:
"Who am I? Degrees, jobs, living in other countries, fighting squirrels, cuddling monkeys, amused by penguins, all the usual stuff."
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