Well yes - we did have a luverly day the day we went to Franceland.. Four of us were snapping pics so we have
hundreds! Luckily for you i have little patience waiting for the blue progress bar of Doom to complete so a select few are posted here for your perusal. No apologies offered for the dullness of this idea as there is hardly a lack of riveting alternative entertainment available to you all. Accesed via the Big Red Button, as you know. Or the secret universal shortcut key alt+f4.
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Right we're in! Wheres the lubrication??? Stoveboys eyes already glowing with the red heat of anticipation... or couldve been the pickled onions.
France? Pfff... i luv ferries, me....
There, look. Theres some Franceland - just hiding behind the Moovan. The photonic one is having to recharge his mobile emitter so he can join us outside the quantum shielding of the Moovan. I expect.
Oi Frenchies! better scatter sharpish mes amis or we'll get Stoveboy to batter ye with his gay handbag-shaped cake box! N'est ce pas?
Oh for goodness' sake.......!
That sea really was that colour though - mmmm.... er, blue...
Now
thats what i'm talkin about......
Mmmmm....beachy..
I believe insanity
is endemic in the Frotlings' genes. I blame the parents........
I mean, that was
seriously cold in there. Gulf stream? Not really, no....
Now look - we've come hundreds of miles so the least you two can do is join a nice game of frisbee on the beach. Blimmin' hippies!
Oh dear...
Come on then - time to be somewhere else.
Who
is that horrid old man.....?
Hmmmm.
Ok - sorry to say there a few more i will post in tomorrows second and, thankfully,
final installment of "France? Ken got to go China Ye Ginger tightwad!!"
Ahem.
