On a dreich grey morning I was trawling for some good news (did not find much) and then I came across this story.
What kind of brain says to itself, "hey, I found a leg here so lets make some money out of it".
Answers on a postcard :)
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Yeah, I store my spare hand in the cookie jar.
What the heck?!?!?
I think some people have way too much time on their hands.
it really makes you wonder about people, doesn't it?
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