357. At 5:33pm on 07 Apr 2010, Raymond Hopkins wrote: Swear word with a Z? As it happens, I know five of them, although one should really only be counted as a gross insult. Ah, the benefits of a broad education!
Once upon a time, there was a man who told a story. It was, like, so good. You’d probably want to chase after him in the streets and lustily read his Twitter updates in the dark (always in the dark). The people loved his story, so they offered him a lifetime supply of jam and sex as reward. He was a humble sort and could not refuse such generosity. He lived happily ever after. However, he only lived for another two weeks until he was killed by a jealous lover who drowned him in a bath of custard (not his beloved jam).