Round Town
16th June 2008, 08:51
I understand, from some info floating around the internet, that you recently came into some christmas cigarettes. Was this actually true? Also word was that Mrs Guru may or may not have confiscated them from you. She was trying to keep the kids from running out of the house screaming in shear utter horror or something like that.
Well sir tell ya what I'm going to do for you today. You see I too got a visit from the big guy. Under the tree, all wrapped in red and green was a gift especially for me. Though I don't know why, because none of it was anything I really wanted anyway. And Claus forgot to leave a receipt so I could exchange the crap for some silver at the local coinshop. And the lady in the paisley scarf at the coinshop would not take it in exchange for a couple of rounds. She said "not without the receipt". Like I'd try to defraud her or something.
Well by now your probably wondering what was wrapped up in that red and green paper.
It was a CD. No not the monetary kind but music. and a tin of coffee. And guess what not just any old music like rap stars blowing raspberries and calling it creative. It was BLUES. yes sir the blues.
I figure you and I could exchange our gifts with each other. I'll take your christmas cigarettes and you can have my blues CD.
If we can get this together soon, I can be smoking by christmas in July and you can be singing the blues while inflation is running rampant. And you get the benefit of driving the Mrs and kids crazy by singing and crying the blues about inflation.
Well, what do ya say? Do we have a deal? Pleeaassee, Mogambo. I could really use a smoke!
The view from my pile, yours may be different.
Bob
Well sir tell ya what I'm going to do for you today. You see I too got a visit from the big guy. Under the tree, all wrapped in red and green was a gift especially for me. Though I don't know why, because none of it was anything I really wanted anyway. And Claus forgot to leave a receipt so I could exchange the crap for some silver at the local coinshop. And the lady in the paisley scarf at the coinshop would not take it in exchange for a couple of rounds. She said "not without the receipt". Like I'd try to defraud her or something.
Well by now your probably wondering what was wrapped up in that red and green paper.
It was a CD. No not the monetary kind but music. and a tin of coffee. And guess what not just any old music like rap stars blowing raspberries and calling it creative. It was BLUES. yes sir the blues.
I figure you and I could exchange our gifts with each other. I'll take your christmas cigarettes and you can have my blues CD.
If we can get this together soon, I can be smoking by christmas in July and you can be singing the blues while inflation is running rampant. And you get the benefit of driving the Mrs and kids crazy by singing and crying the blues about inflation.
Well, what do ya say? Do we have a deal? Pleeaassee, Mogambo. I could really use a smoke!
The view from my pile, yours may be different.
Bob