Arnold Manglehandler will be wishing he'd painted his shirt buttons green this morning in order to be visible from the Hubble Bubble Butt-Swarm purifier at Grizzle's Pike.
Freda did try to warn him that a barking fly had taken up residence in his left eye, but as he often failed to listen to those who cared for him, he found himself one day stranded by the wayside, licking an ancient oil painting of some custard in a small coffee cup, or was it weeing onto a pile of magnificent onion peelings which had been bequeathed by his arch enemy Sputum Coalforth, the Great Withered Hand of Bow?
Freda did try to warn him that a barking fly had taken up residence in his left eye, but as he often failed to listen to those who cared for him, he found himself one day stranded by the wayside, licking an ancient oil painting of some custard in a small coffee cup, or was it weeing onto a pile of magnificent onion peelings which had been bequeathed by his arch enemy Sputum Coalforth, the Great Withered Hand of Bow?
Mary ventured to suggest herself, but then immediately withdrew into her catacomb of tent-meat, rectifying a glaring mistake made by Jason Butter's recital of 'Egg Cheese Little' during the ad break of Golden Millionaires Secret Balls.
Ted Ditto shouted, but he was in a forest of foie gras wrappers indented mildly with seagull footprints, and nobody heard.
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