Tuesday 10 August 2010
My plaster still hasn't dried out ...
which means I haven't been able to paint the bedroom walls and most of the stuff is disseminated throughout the house. It's chaos. I can't get to my desk or scanner, and I'm still sleeping (after a fashion) on that effin uncomfortable futon downstairs. So here's another strip from the archive:
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Fancy putting up a cartoon featuring a hippo in hi- heels for somebody "whose gaggin' for it " to read ,you temptress!
Tim the gag xx
So, let me get this straight - your house moved so you got plastered in your bedroom, no photographic evidence because your camera doesn't text ya and now you are sleeping downstairs with your foot on ... something?
Paul, you're absolutely right. Wouldn't you get plastered if your house started moving without you? I'd be worried if my camera started texting me or sending me other messages, particularly if it started talking to me.
I don't always sleep with my foot on something. Sometimes I wake up with hot feet and it's best to stick them out from under the covers so they can bask in the cool air, not resting on anything.
I hope this covers any queries you may have, and look forward to your continued custom.
Yours, etc etc ...
So, let me get this straight - your feet are hot?
Thank you for your concern about my feet, Paul, but rest assured that my feet are normally a comfortable temperature.
It's just that sometimes, in the depths of the night, when hardly a creature stirs and the man in the moon can lay claim to his entire domain ... I wake up with hot feet, and need to stick them out from under the covers, so that the cool night air can circulate.
I hope you find this news reassuring.
Hehehe...I like this comic series :)
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