weirdPresenter: Corey-You ARE the father!
Corey
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Just had my quarterly shearing at the cheap, dirty barber near Sainsbury's, where I seem to be an object of silent awe to the West Indian criminal types who hang there. To-day, they were all avidly watching some Jerry Springer-type trashfest (the TV is new since the last time I was there-takes <i>some</i> of the attention away from me, thank Christ-). It was really intense, all about guys who wouldn't admit they were the fathers of babies wot the mother insisted they were. Then they'd be confronted with 'proof' one way or the other...
Presenter: Corey-You <i>ARE</i> the father!
Corey <snerk-> : <b>"!! BLEEP!!!"</b>
The Mother: Wild, gap-toothed inbreed cry o' triumph...
I mean, you had to <i>see</i> these people! Oh for a muse of fire-
The barber shop guys were transfixed. (Some of them seemed to be empathising profoundly with Corey &co., and there was a lot of exclaiming and head-shaking when some poor bugger was confronted with the Awful Truth... Some of them still kept fighting it, blood test and all. ('I was so drunk that night, there was no <i>possible</i> way I coulda had sex' ) The barber got so into it that he nicked me...
Still haven't done any artwork or writing to speak of; this is so very bad...and I have to bleach my hair,too, before venturing out again. A cut this brutal,round bristlehead with 'au natural' mouse & silver stubble is a bit butch, even for me- Still, I'm all tidy and ready to endure the coming heatwave, now.
Bought some Twinnings CHAI teabags. MMMmmm...Wotan just hoiked up a <i>colossal </i>hairball; looks like a Havana cigar. Whew! Better out than in!
Presenter: Corey-You <i>ARE</i> the father!
Corey <snerk-> : <b>"!! BLEEP!!!"</b>
The Mother: Wild, gap-toothed inbreed cry o' triumph...
I mean, you had to <i>see</i> these people! Oh for a muse of fire-
The barber shop guys were transfixed. (Some of them seemed to be empathising profoundly with Corey &co., and there was a lot of exclaiming and head-shaking when some poor bugger was confronted with the Awful Truth... Some of them still kept fighting it, blood test and all. ('I was so drunk that night, there was no <i>possible</i> way I coulda had sex' ) The barber got so into it that he nicked me...
Still haven't done any artwork or writing to speak of; this is so very bad...and I have to bleach my hair,too, before venturing out again. A cut this brutal,round bristlehead with 'au natural' mouse & silver stubble is a bit butch, even for me- Still, I'm all tidy and ready to endure the coming heatwave, now.
Bought some Twinnings CHAI teabags. MMMmmm...Wotan just hoiked up a <i>colossal </i>hairball; looks like a Havana cigar. Whew! Better out than in!
