Well… There’s Your Problem Australian GP!
With recent news the Australian Grand Prix’s fate is in the hands, or more precisely out of Bernie Ecclestone’s rather LARGE mouth, I bet you thought venue revenue losses were the over-riding issue?
(Other than just another in a series of patented Ecclestone Sicilian-type shakedowns of course.)
Think again bucko! The problems are much, much bigger.
Formula One grid girls are a common sight at each and every round of the championship, the scantily clad beauties standing beside the drivers holding numbers or umbrella
“Honey, where’s my Speedo, I’ve got business in Australia!”
Please, no overt guffaws or loss of stomach contents upon your screens.
Can I hug the water closet honey pot?
I would gladly display my buff body in Speedos at the Grand Prix, however, my moral standards will not allow it
Ok Marc you have got me (not for the first time) please translate your American colloquialism for the resident of the former penal colony. What the does
That would be the toilet, or as Archie Bunker would say, the terlet.
But I have to say I was soooo much looking forward to seeing you :O in a speedo. Hope you reconsider not attending.