I was somewhat alarmed today, for when purchasing my coconut latte, the serving wench kept looking at my shoulder in a very fearful manner. So, when I took to my seat, I asked my coffee companion if there was anything there... and there wasn't!.
Of course, there could be a rational explanation for her clavicle* glances - mayhap she has a shoulder fetish, and she's seen past the bloated fine figure of a man (a figure 8, with the top part considerably smaller) and I'm "in there" on the basis of sex-on-shoulders (now, that's something that didn't crop up in Shutter!).
However, on the basis of Dogturd Poo last week, it could be that there's a great big fuck off beetle snacking on me neck, and I'm in an alternative timeline, when I said No to that houseshare. If I'd've said yes, I'd be a world famous actor by now, with a bevvy of beauties servicing my every sordid whim! Unfortunately, I don't fancy jumping in front of a bus, just to switch alternate universes where amarous alternative chix have a penchant for lardy old gormsters in purple. That said...
I have been down Regent's Street in Great Yourmuff, so I don't know if that counts. Perhaps as I walked around Martin's Walk Around store, maybe those weren't masks behind the porny joke counter, but space monsters!
Gaaah! The Draakh were lurking behind the vibrators (who were no doubt doing a gig on the pier, and if Gwen Stefani's using a vibrator on the pier, that's be a show worth seeing... unlike the Chuckle Brothers...), and probably plonked a Keeper on me shoulder. Now, I'm subject to their every sordid whim!
Ha ha! Luckily I recall how Londo helped Sheridan & Delenn. A keeper can't tolerate booze, so consuming alchohol numbs it and sends it into a deep sleep! So, in order to prevent the Draakh from making me their evil catspaw**, I'll just have to drink copious quantitties of Jacques!
Sounds like a plan to me!!!
* IS IT ONLY ME, OR DOES A CLAVICLE SOUND SOMEWHAT LIKE A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT? NO? JUST ME THEN!
** EVIL CATSPAW, MY BEST HAT! SINCE WHEN HAVE CATS PAWS BEEN EVIL? I KNOW RABBITS PAWS ARE LUCKY, BUT NOT PUSSY PAWS... AH, I'M FORGETTING CERTAIN EARTHWORM JIM OVERLORDS ON PLANET HECK. WHEEEE DAWGGIE!!!!!!
