Went a little snappers...
Had been wanting to snag a frame of an Aussie school yardster in dandies for a fortnight, but couldn’t seen to gather my chaps to catch a sodden snap!
So I says: “Honorable A.I.R., why in hell’s bells not? It’s just a snap of the digi! Ain’t like you’re nosing in on Zoo mag’s action. In these parts the creepies come on batty. Even on a glum day, you’ve got your socks! Ack! Not your best, lad. Not...your...best.”
So I notched it up a wee bit, grabbed a nibble, and shut down a handy. The results ain’t your granny’s chicky pie, but it’ll do for a gimble.
There’s a privey in his khakis for all you leanin’ teasers! Ain’t it a sight? These don’t come round the nervous where I lay my jiminey…so have at it!
Aye, mizzley! He’s a keepah!