Lovely LYNDA CARTER graces Crivens
today, lads. Were I ever to wed, hopefully it would
be to a gal who looks as wonderful as Lynda, and with a
personality to match (which I'm sure she has). Roll on my
huge Lottery win, when I'll suddenly (and magically) become
irresistible to hordes of women who currently wouldn't give
me a second glance. I'm far too modest of course - women
everywhere call me Mr. Handsome. (Isn't that correct,
nurse? And would you please untie the long sleeves
at the back of my oversized pyjamas?)
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