Читать книгу I am sort of a Loser - Jim Smith - Страница 31
Оглавление‘Yeah, my NOSTRIL raisins!’ Bunky laughed.
‘EUUURRGGGHHHYYUCK!’ screamed Gordon, throwing the bogies into the air, and they swirled off in the wind like tiny planets. ‘Ha ha, nice one Bunky,’ he said, not wanting to look stupid, and he walked away with his box of bogie raisins still rattling.
