“What if, what if, what fucking if. If my grandmother had wheels, she’d be a fucking bus,” — Roy Robson Copy Share Image
“stairwell and started the climb to the seventh floor. He was knackered by the time they got to the third, but his agitation drove… — Roy Robson Copy Share Image
“if he were any dumber we would have to water him twice a week and prune him once a year,” — Roy Robson Copy Share Image
“What if, what if, what fucking if. If my grandmother had wheels, she’d be a fucking bus,” — Roy Robson Copy Share Image
