I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes.
I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over.
I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong.
And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions.
I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely.
It's what we do.
Saturday 16 June 2012
Well, Wilbur....
Well, Wilbur, after you left the party, things got a bit blurry for me. I think I drank a little too much...
And I've got such a hangover, I think I've gone blind....
This is a very funny picture. I just can't think of any captions that would top the ones you've already used. I think I'm going to email it to my sister ...
Another blinkered view......
ReplyDeleteWell, you know what they say, "A nod's as good as a wink to a blind horse"?
DeleteEither that or they're giving race-horses boob-jobs.
This is a very funny picture. I just can't think of any captions that would top the ones you've already used. I think I'm going to email it to my sister ...
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"Whose wine? What wine? Where the hell did I dine?"
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