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Someone is watching me. Its George my pet house spider. There he is on the lamp shade. Oh look, he's waving, hi George. What was that? Yes I am talking about you again. What?
OK, I have to stop now cos George doesn't like me typing about him and has threatened to crawl up my nasal passages while I am asleep if I carry on.
The person below me does not have a pet house spider called George who is a crazy, evil bastard, keeping me here against my will. Help, help, call the police!
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I'm not selling this space for all the doughnuts in Doughnutopia.
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