"Octopussy" by Ian Fleming 1967
Apr. 9th, 2004 12:06 amNothing much of interest to speak of lately. Maybe I should stop reading and go play in traffic. But there's something nice about reading outside on the front porch as darkness falls on another spring evening.
Don't get too excited about this one. You'll be disappointed if you're expecting a girl with eight...uh...cats.
( A kinder, gentler James Bond )
Don't get too excited about this one. You'll be disappointed if you're expecting a girl with eight...uh...cats.
( A kinder, gentler James Bond )