Tuesday, September 07, 2010


I will post something worthwhile someday. Not today however.Instead, gaze your eyes at this innocuous nonsense: void of all meritable knack.
The verbal fowl here is obviously not making an effort to present the rear end in question. Why he would ask such a thing then remains to be seen. Perhaps bored with the doldrums life has to offer, he asks such things in an effort to appear interesting. More likely however, is that he is applying in person for a job which requires him to be sultry and seductive over the telephone. As such his lanky appearance and extra toes do not matter. Poor chap.
I'll call him Mustard.
Mustard the hen-pecked Rooster.
Never more to be seen; into the reservoir with Crocfield.

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