Oh Dear
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 9:44 am
Didn't take long did it!!!
As the cell doors slammed behind Rolf Harris the lights go out and he collapses to the floor with his head in his hands, sobbing. Then, in the pitch black, he hears a rich Jamaican baritone voice start to sing: "Do you think I would leave you crying when there's room on my bunk for two..."
Tie my West Indian down sport...
As the cell doors slammed behind Rolf Harris the lights go out and he collapses to the floor with his head in his hands, sobbing. Then, in the pitch black, he hears a rich Jamaican baritone voice start to sing: "Do you think I would leave you crying when there's room on my bunk for two..."
Tie my West Indian down sport...