Can't we do anything?
Sam: Look at this. I sometimes wonder what's wrong with us here, you know. We can't do public transport, we can't do decent town planning, and as soon as there are a couple of flakes of snow in the air we're practically under martial law. Makes we wonder if Geoffrey Hoon has anything to do with the weather. Or maybe David Blunkett has taken over Dr Evil's Preparation H and is using it to control the weather so he can get the army stationed all over the country without anyone complaining.
Sam: Still. At least it's warmer today. The sun has even come out.
Sam: Still. At least it's warmer today. The sun has even come out.
Keeper of the Truth, Self-Important World Jester, Minister of the ULC, Authority Disfigure, Unofficial Non-Spokesperson for the Oriental Trading Company, Priest of Spode.
The genetically engineered progeny of the divine and Sapphic union of
No, silly man, we need better telly.
flap flap flap flap flap flap. heh.
A being of eternally oscillating equilibrium. Founder of the Church of Stairianism.
Occasionally moonlights for Raven, although the hours and the pay are not very good. He does legwork for Admonishing Lady (prizes for identifying the Lady). Contrary to occasional opinion, he has a day job and a sense of humour.
"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
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