Hexy, hexy, hexy. My dear innocent hexy. just remember that it was curiosity that killed the cat....not the 500 litre Westinhouse frost-free fridge that so out of the blue whas tossed out of a moving caravan by a 250 pound 7 foot tall gypsie lady named Rita Rivita. Apparently, she tried to scratch the itch in her beard with a spatula, when a small mouse named timmy scurried up the floor and down the wall, chasing a miniature heard of water buffalo north for the winter.
makes sense now hexy? or shall i dot the T's and cross the I's for ya? |