Tuesday 8 July 2008

Bedtime


 




‘So McCoy gets out of prison, only to discover the cost: robbing another bank! The Sheriff has set him up to take the rap but McCoy turns the table and...’

‘You are not seeing The Getaway and that’s final.’

’Ah, Mum it’s not fair, all my friends can.’

’Bed. Now!’










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