I just went for a walk in the pouring rain, wearing my rain
jacket with the hood up as you’d expect. The man from Bag Lane said ‘Ha ha ha! (He laughs a
lot, does the man from Bag Lane.)
You look like a blue elf with little green ears.’ And I said ‘I know. Neat, eh?’
‘That conversation never took place did it, JJ?’
‘It did, Ted, yeah.’
‘It didn’t, did it, JJ?’
‘It didn’t, no. I made it up.’
I did see the woman from Squashley Bank, though, the one taking a husky and a toilet brush for a walk. She looked like an elf, too, a red
and white one. I said ‘hello,’ but she didn’t answer. Maybe red and white elves
and blue elves don’t get on. Maybe it’s a class thing.
4 comments:
Its because you mistook her for an elf... she's really a gnome.
Squashley Bank... sounds gnomish.
She doesn't look like a gnome. But then she doesn't look like an elf either. She looks like an ageing Spice Girl who's got a rich husband and become acceptable.
Ahhahahaha! Gross
I was drunk when I wrote it. And tired.
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