You know, IF ever one of those came up in the middle of the North Sea, there'd be an INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT to decide who was entitled to stick a flag IN IT.
The trouble is, Nora's started to take me for granted. I'm always there. She's got used to me. Now she's started to look upon me as just the bloke next door. She's overlooking the basic seX appeal.
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