Thursday, July 07, 2005

Love me, love my socks

Well, I can always hope, can't I?

A picture of something worthwhile and perky will appear here later.

9 comments:

jonny said...

In that case, I'll save it as patently you can't appreciate it.

But thank you for admitting your inadequacy. It takes you longer to learn than it does a tortoise to crawl a mile but I like a challenge!

Do you know anyone who might be able to present one?

jonny said...

Farty Uncle or Fidgety Underarm?

Both of them together couldn't last 5 minutes with me!

jonny said...

Oh!

Fung U!

Yeah! I heard he was looking for you!

jonny said...

Ha! Nice try; For a 13-year old who's out of the house for the first time, with no wit or sense of humour and trying so hard to be noticed when everyone else just thinks they're getting in the way!

Shame you're too old to fit that archetype, however!

I'm happy to say I fancy only women. That's 'women'.

Tell you what! You give me your number and I'll call you in 10 years when you've grown up.

Or if I'm desperate!

jonny said...

But you always have to sneak a look as you pass, don't you?

And as for the teeth: by then I'll have had a new set grown.

jonny said...

What?

What!

What?!

Oh! Catch sight of yourself in a mirror, before it broke, did you?

I warned you about going out without putting that thick cloth bag over it!

jonny said...

Look fool (thanks BA!)!!!

If you were to get your arse out, people would get their harpoons out!

jonny said...

Y'see, I think clever, not smut.

but if you can find someone easier to pick on than you...?

jonny said...

As in take the bullies by the hornies?

smut is an anagram of must.

It's that smelly stuff some people wear.