People sometimes ask me if I was lonely as a child? lonely!! I had an imaginary friend who wouldnt even play with me?
I should get a medal. 5 hours of shopping with the missus and only one tantrum (from me). They call it retail therapy apparently? Crikey how much therapy do they need?
I have seen the programme for Sunday and the dreaded hugging song is in (Embraceable you). It's a great tune but it's so bloody high. I know I go 5 different shades of red when I play it and I find veins on my forehead that I never knew I had?
Did a very heavy carry last week and still my wrist is aching. It's no joke that people are getting bigger and bigger? Soon we will be like the USA and the Fire Brigade will have to be called to remove the deceased from their houses. Where will it end....hernia's (oh to late)
Only a few days to 'Journey to the centre of my Bottom' the sequel. Well at least I get off work early.
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