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Is he bring home the Hawk?
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately customs on both ends would have frowned on that attempt.
ReplyDeleteHahaha! I think he’s sizing you up for a tasty meal sir!
ReplyDeleteCheers
Kevin
Neither the hawk, nor Anton's eyes are good enough to see me across the 'pond'. I am sure dinner was "on the hoof", but I assure you it was not me.
ReplyDeleteThat's too funny!
DeleteCrap, does this mean I have to start calling Anton, Sir Anton? No way man!
Cheers
Kevin
He seems to prefer "Mah Loord", proper enunciation is critical in these things.
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