"The Old Girl said I needed a haircut. I was wearing three pairs of slippers at the time and my favourite cap. I told her I couldn't go out in my six slippers. I also said that I needed to write a post. She forbade me from using the office. ALL MY WWRITING CAME OUT IN CAPITALS. Sheesh! DO YOU THINK THAT, IN THE ABOVE PHOTO, IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE IS POINTING A SHOTGUN AT MY NECK? Phew, I've sneaked into the office.
Now I can write in lower case. I'm working on SLIPPERS - PART THREE.
It's all going to be about wearing three pairs at one time - that's six slippers althgether.
See, I can count - I wasn't in 3P for nothing.
That's it. Feel free to leave a comment or a bottle of Cabernet Cypress Hill 1962."
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Can you spot the typo in TC's post?
Why doesn't he proofread?
I also wish he'd post on his own blog and not mine!
I'm already there*
* At least today on this lazy Sunday.
All this talk of Heaven reminds me of what my mother used to say.
"You've got to remember who is going to be there."
She was no doubt thinking, among others, of Mr. Linford.
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