They thought he was a mummified corpse.
When Lemsip just doesn’t cut it.
Guess there wasn't a toilet.
Shut up and go home.
Don't pee on the trail.
How was your flight?
This stuff is just getting worse.
A+ smuggling tactic.
Peak craft beer.
I'm never going swimming again.
You big bunch of perverts.
'Tis the season.
At least she didn't need a number two.
Good work guys.
That's one way to get him back.
You have to appreciate this guy's hustle.
"I'm livid right now and don't know what to do."
Back to the drawing board.
Imagine getting smashed in the head by a lump of shit the size of a football.