Also, just in case any of you think that I’m whinging about the cold because I’m a pathetic wuss with a self-confessed aversion to temperatures under 25 degrees celsius, check out this news story.
I thank you.
Yet more conversational gems from the aspirin-addicted sociopath with whom I share a shoe box, when he’s not been prevented from coming into the office by an ulcer aggravated by a daily diet of disprin and whisky.
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“No, I’m back now. I’ve been sick. Kidneys or liver or what-what.â€
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“Yes, much better, thanks. But I can’t eat. It’s terrible. I can’t eat any proper food.â€
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“OK, bye.â€
He puts down, and then picks up the receiver.
“Hello, Debonair’s? What specials do you have?â€
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“Great. Can you please deliver a spicy thai chicken pizza? Yes. Large. Thank you.â€
Hurrah! One of my very favourite bloggers has returned blogland. Here she is.
She’s a fantastic writer. Go read.
