One's trimmer would not trim, and so a bit of dismantling took place. Once reassembled, it was fully functional. AND there were no small screws left over!
So I promptly used it.
Unfortunately, I forgot to replace the trim guage, and it resulted in a virtual removal of all mouth bordering follicle enhancements.
I now look like a right tub o'lard who's had a sprinkling of iron filing thrust onto his chin.
Oh waily waily. I cannot go out, as I can't look at meself in the missor and seeing a great fat fool scowling back at me. Without the soupcatcher, I'm just not me!
And it's too cold out there.
And I spent too much time in the city, so I've no time to get ready and go out.
And I spent too much time boozing, so I'm too drunk to go out.
And then I ended up watching
But I did see Cloverfield in all it's detail - and there's a lot more monster than can be seen on a 2.5" screen!
AND on the Big Screen you can make out all the clues in the overtaped bits (esp. the Coney Island clip).
!evila lltis s'tI
