Well, you wanted to see me, didn't you?
I once sellotaped (very hi-tech!) this piccy over my mug-shot on my "get into work free" pass (not as good as get out of gaol free, cause no-one ever wants to buy it for some reason...?!) and merrily, or otherwise, depending on my mood, showed it to the "security" guards at work for months and.
Alas, my work was not so important that a fingerprint was required otherwise I might've been on the lookout for a puke-covered comforter, whatever that is...
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Where are the ribbons?
NO RIBBONS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hmmm.
Is this a ribbon conspiracy?
Although...'persuasion' ... mmmm.
What can you offer ME ???
Well said, Sar. I said that exact sentiment to my dentist just the other day.
I can play games too, you know!
I just prefer to be outside the dustbin mosttimes these days.
I wonder if I should go back to the pancake shop?
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