Peter was at a loss.
One day the sun would come out and then, the next, it wouldn't.
The Old Girl had been away for what seemed like months and Peter had had to eat her birthday dinner on his own - he'd eaten two portions and drank a bottle of Cleanskin.
Now he was desperately combing Youtube for a version of Yesterday by Paul McCartney. He liked to put up a video on his posts, which were now his only activity. He remembered how The Old Girl had gone to school with Paul in Scotland. He was pretty sure it was Paul McCartney, though he'd had quite a few Cleanskins at the time when she was relating the story.
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| A schoolmate of The Old Girl's. |
Peter had some interesting information about the cyclone hitting New Zealand that he wanted to share but, look as he might, he couldn't find it. So, he posted some other crap.
"Peter, you've still got that old knack!" he said to himself with a smile.
There was a knock at the door. It was the district nurse who popped in twice a week to keep an eye on the old chap.
"My partner went to school with Paul McCartney in Scotland." he told her proudly.
"That's lovely dear." the nurse said in a Liverpudlian accent.
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"Possano i tuoi coglioni trasformarsi in emù e prendere a calci il tuo dunny"
- Old Italian saying
Che stronzata!
Something got lost in translation.
Sì. Dunny.
Noi abbiamo un bagno, ma un 'dunny'? Sì, e io sono il papa! Testa di cazzo!
I wonder what your mother, or the Pope would think about your language?
My mother didn't speak Italian. I doubt that the pope reads this very popular blog.
Thanks for the information, passive aggressive as it might have been.
I wonder if Robert makes little asides to himself when going about his daily business like:
- Robert's having a pee right now.
- Robert's going to make himself some lunch.
- Robert has to go and read the blogs.
- Robert thinks that TC's latest post is funny and he chuckles.
- Robert thinks that Richard is going to hell.
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