As I was in the library during my lunch-break, idly flicking through a feminist history of embroidery (as you do), a slouching youth in a baseball cap shuffled past me and muttered out of the side of his mouth: "Slut."
Which is the kind of thing that makes one's day, obviously.
Now... to eat these Walkers Sensations sea salt and cracked black pepper crisps, or not to eat. That, my friends, is the question.
*eyes them*
Random story from today's Ipswich Evening Star
Plea to find owner of stray black cat
A Tattingstone woman is today hoping to find the owners of a stray black cat she has christened Satan.
Unusual christening that must have been...
Do you get the impression I'm bored, at all?
Which is the kind of thing that makes one's day, obviously.
Now... to eat these Walkers Sensations sea salt and cracked black pepper crisps, or not to eat. That, my friends, is the question.
*eyes them*
Random story from today's Ipswich Evening Star
Plea to find owner of stray black cat
A Tattingstone woman is today hoping to find the owners of a stray black cat she has christened Satan.
Unusual christening that must have been...
Do you get the impression I'm bored, at all?
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