by Scottish Girl » Fri Oct 21, 2011 11:14 am
Andrew stumbled backwards in bewilderment. He right arm was bleeding badly, so he clasped his hand oer the wound, feeling the ho blood. He looked shocked. But the king looked pleased, "All right. You can keep him. But I shall be watching" he said and walked away. Andrew to walked away, trying to stop himself from screaming.
"Rugby is great. The players don't wear helmets or padding; they just beat the living day lights out of each other and them go for beer. I love that"
"If you can't take a punch, don't play rugby, play football"