Sandro: FACTS
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luka loopy
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When Sandro goes to bed he sleaps with a night light on...
Because the dark is afraid of him!
Because the dark is afraid of him!
Tafspur
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Sandro looks at traffic lights and they turn to green.
policemen call Sandro "Sir".............and mean it!
Sandro was the inspiration for Transformers
Churchill said " This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. but it is perhaps the end of the beginning". He had had a dream about Sandro.
There has NEVER been a hurricane powerful enough to be called Sandro.
Hadrians Wall...........the Jocks have never wanted to play against him
policemen call Sandro "Sir".............and mean it!
Sandro was the inspiration for Transformers
Churchill said " This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. but it is perhaps the end of the beginning". He had had a dream about Sandro.
There has NEVER been a hurricane powerful enough to be called Sandro.
Hadrians Wall...........the Jocks have never wanted to play against him
myhartlane
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The Norman Conquest was Sandro's idea
myhartlane
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Sandro used to be Felix Baumgartner's skydiving instructor.
RupertModrić1993
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sandro was once bitten by a king cobra, after 5 very painful days the cobra died.
ohh_when_the_spurs
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Sandro is on form
yusrisafri
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When Sandro was a a baby, he didn't need diapers. His pee and poo found their own way to the toilet
yusrisafri
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Sandro doesn't sleep. It's sleep that sandroes
Reece
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I knocked this up a while back.
sandro created pacman
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The Bible mentions Sandro twice, both times in the book of Job:
14 Who dares open the doors of his mouth, ringed about with his fearsome teeth?15 His back has rows of shields tightly sealed together;16 each is so close to the next that no air can pass between.17 They are joined fast to one another; they cling together and cannot be parted.18 His snorting throws out flashes of light; his eyes are like the rays of dawn.19 Firebrands stream from his mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.20 Smoke pours from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.21 His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from his mouth.22 Strength resides in his neck; dismay goes before him.23 The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.24 His chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.25 When he rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before his thrashing.26 The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.27 Iron he treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood.28 Arrows do not make him flee, sling stones are like chaff to him.29 A club seems to him but a piece of straw, he laughs at the rattling of the lance.30 His undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing-sledge.31 He makes the depths churn like a boiling cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.32 Behind him he leaves a glistening wake; one would think the deep had white hair.33 Nothing on earth is his equal— a creature without fear.34 He looks down on all that are haughty; he is king over all that are proud
Behold now the behemoth that I have made with you; he eats grass like cattle.
Behold now his strength is in his loins and his power is in the navel of his belly.
His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
His limbs are as strong as copper, his bones as a load of iron.
His is the first of God's ways; only his Maker can draw His sword.
For the mountains bear food for him, and all the beasts of the field play there.
Does he lie under the shadows, in the cover of the reeds and the swamp?
Do the shadows cover him as his shadow? Do the willows of the brook surround him?
Behold, he plunders the river, and does not harden; he trusts that he will draw the Jordan into his mouth.
With His eyes He will take him; with snares He will puncture his nostrils.
14 Who dares open the doors of his mouth, ringed about with his fearsome teeth?15 His back has rows of shields tightly sealed together;16 each is so close to the next that no air can pass between.17 They are joined fast to one another; they cling together and cannot be parted.18 His snorting throws out flashes of light; his eyes are like the rays of dawn.19 Firebrands stream from his mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.20 Smoke pours from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.21 His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from his mouth.22 Strength resides in his neck; dismay goes before him.23 The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.24 His chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.25 When he rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before his thrashing.26 The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.27 Iron he treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood.28 Arrows do not make him flee, sling stones are like chaff to him.29 A club seems to him but a piece of straw, he laughs at the rattling of the lance.30 His undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing-sledge.31 He makes the depths churn like a boiling cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.32 Behind him he leaves a glistening wake; one would think the deep had white hair.33 Nothing on earth is his equal— a creature without fear.34 He looks down on all that are haughty; he is king over all that are proud
Behold now the behemoth that I have made with you; he eats grass like cattle.
Behold now his strength is in his loins and his power is in the navel of his belly.
His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
His limbs are as strong as copper, his bones as a load of iron.
His is the first of God's ways; only his Maker can draw His sword.
For the mountains bear food for him, and all the beasts of the field play there.
Does he lie under the shadows, in the cover of the reeds and the swamp?
Do the shadows cover him as his shadow? Do the willows of the brook surround him?
Behold, he plunders the river, and does not harden; he trusts that he will draw the Jordan into his mouth.
With His eyes He will take him; with snares He will puncture his nostrils.
