At the weekend I found myself drinking rum on the stairs of the house party with a cardboard parrot called Basil velcroed to my shoulder as I attempted to sing this with my fellow pirate and boyfriend, for want of a sea shanty.
His housemate chose the ninja route for the shindig. Her name for the night?
Carbon Monoxide. The silent killer.
Legend.
Monday, February 02, 2009
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Total LEg-end. I can never think of anything as clever as that.
ReplyDeletebwahahahhahaha that's class.
ReplyDeleteSays he, trying vainly to cover up his jealously at such cleverness.
So clever, I was in awe of the brilliance of it. Almost made me want to be a ninja. ALMOST.
ReplyDeletejust as well he didn't go as Free Willy :-)
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