Nothing to do with Mentals
Yet.
But I have just noticed. There is a pint glass on the window-sill in my bathroom.
Slightly unusual in itself.
But it is also filled to the brim with a dark-brown liquid sludge.
I'm going nowhere near it.
I have resolved to not mention it or ask anyone about it. I am sure it is a trick or test of some sort.
I will not be taken for a fool in my own home. I can wait. Someone will crack before I.
But I have just noticed. There is a pint glass on the window-sill in my bathroom.
Slightly unusual in itself.
But it is also filled to the brim with a dark-brown liquid sludge.
I'm going nowhere near it.
I have resolved to not mention it or ask anyone about it. I am sure it is a trick or test of some sort.
I will not be taken for a fool in my own home. I can wait. Someone will crack before I.
posted by Tired Dad at
1:29 am
3 Comments:
don't you hate it when that happens. it's like finding something in the fridge, and playing mind games over who will shift it!
Oh, erm Hi. And 'welcome'.
Do you know that 'Rants from the Dull' chap? I noticed that he pulled the whole blog the day after I left a comment saying he should, like, pull himself together and that.
Doesn't matter. Discovered that he is alive and well. Nowt to do with me apparently. Good.
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