Last night I read a rather serious book before bed and then had a dream about a sinister floating head. So this is my reading material this evening. It’s about a hot ranga English babe called Storm Eldon and a sexy and swarthy randy humper called Tavis MacLagan, star crossed luffers who defy the cultural clash of their tumultuous relationship, so I hope I get to dream about scots with hairy chests or at least wake up to the news that the scots voted yes as many times as Storm shrieks it into the night while Tavis conquers her castle.
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