At the weekend we went to Spitalfields for the Jazz Festival, which we completly missed (apart from seeing some boxes of drums being taken away... nnnnice) but we were lucky enough to have seen this big bastard...
He was called 'Tyson' and he had a head the size of a watermelon and his 'lead' was a chain which looked as if it should hold a playground swing. He was bigger than some humans (Kirsty), drooled like a mother f**ker (Kirsty) and his balls were bigger than kirstys balls.
Turner/Hooch (I forget which one Tom Hanks is, anyone?) aint got a touch on this protien guzzeling beast.