The BH comes into the living room, reclines on the loveseat opposite mine, and says with a soul weary sigh, “I’ve decided I’m not going to read the paper online any more. I want it to be read aloud to me by a man with an English accent.”
He pauses. I cackle.
“Real estate, James!”
I giggle.
“And now, Hagar the Horrible.”
You’d be chuffed to snog with him then?
my favorite would be wizzard of id.
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Yes, wouldn’t that be lovely? I would like that too, if at all possible I would like John Gleese to read me my news and the comics last. It would give a whole new twist to the impact of the news stories. Maybe some things wouldn’t sound as dire as they do now and the entertainment value would be higher.
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I can’t remember the last time I read a newspaper. Sad little sheltered world I live in, isn’t it?
Too funny!