It's No Good.
The above post was courtesy of an anonymous contributor.
I have been faced with an impossible decision, but have gone with it anyway. It was far too good to languish in the comments of the post below this one.
I was going to draw a line under recent silliness, anxious not to appear like some John Hinckley-type. But anyone who reads it will instantly know that the level of imagination and wit is far beyond anything I am capable of.
Nobody can be offended by it. Anyone who has attempted to put what is in their head into words can only admire it.
Mr. Mystery - please get in touch. I'd like to say hello. Click on the-email thingy if you're terribly shy.
I have been faced with an impossible decision, but have gone with it anyway. It was far too good to languish in the comments of the post below this one.
I was going to draw a line under recent silliness, anxious not to appear like some John Hinckley-type. But anyone who reads it will instantly know that the level of imagination and wit is far beyond anything I am capable of.
Nobody can be offended by it. Anyone who has attempted to put what is in their head into words can only admire it.
Mr. Mystery - please get in touch. I'd like to say hello. Click on the-email thingy if you're terribly shy.
posted by Tired Dad at
9:33 pm
3 Comments:
Your thing. It's good, isn't it.
I admire your work also.
DM x
We're both up far too late.
Welcome.
My head hurts and I have no life. (Or have I?)
I have, however, just, like, put a link to your blog on mine. Isn't that sweet.
Oh, and go and look at the others. They're, like, good.
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