my sheep dog, "ringo the dingo" would look at ya like that

ud yell "go waay back ringo"
and he would race off all great, then sit in the gate yer tryin to enoch the fkn into and ringos all, "no. no, um uh um, im going for a roll in something horrid

that very same series of how fkd am I come top mind
but I was gonna say don't mention the swan "UP" or the war, or water, or islands, or movie stars, or musicians

and yeah


heads down arse up, but carry a mirror
:pro tip" ^