The Crowning Glory

Well, what more can be thrown up in my face this year year

I know!!! My new crown could fall out. Oh yes, what joy. shit

It has now been re-inserted and I am trying to regain my normal mouth movement. You beffeer beleeef it.


One Response to “The Crowning Glory”

  1. I run with a mate three times a week at 6.30am. One morning my mate’s crown fell out while we were running through a wood. It was still dark, so we couldn’t find it. One hour later we returned through the wood, it was daylight now, and there it was in the middle of the path. 😮 I think he ended up with a new crown anyway, because the other one didn’t fit properly.

    I hope your crown settles in better Don, otherwise you could always apply for a job as a ventriloquist. 😉

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