Captain Castlereagh
As I blithely skipped down Castlereagh Street returning from Take a Break coffee lounge, armed with a bacon and egg sanger, a cup of coffee and not a whiff of ambition, a man stopped directly in front of me, really close in a rather menacing fashion, and demanded "give me all your money and your hugs and kisses too."
And no he wasn't about 60, rotund and long bearded but i must say that while I felt a bit nervy and taken aback I was kind of taken with the ZZ Top tribute within the demand. I explained I didn't have any moolah on me, had just spent it on the sanger, stepped aside for the personal space was kind of cramped, and advised that I only had the sandwich and coffee to give and was then called a "f***%$ d%g". A rollercoaster of an exchange, charming but nevertheless a rollercoaster.
I walked as fast as my pins could take me, yes, i do have legs and I know how to use them, spilling the coffee down my front.
You make a smug posting the day before and look what happens. Oh bad Carmen you've done it again.
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8 comments:
Of course a ZZ top clip would involve you with a hotted up car.
Tube Snake Boogie, perchance?
hahahahaha..i am actually laughing..not just pretending to laugh..as i have been known to do..
12:00 a.m.!!?? Lawks get to bed, it's a school night, girlie.
You're going to sit there and finish your ice cream first. And wipe your chin for goodness sakes
As long as your remove that tragically enormous hoop from your earlobe. Piercings are so passe, boy.
I do wish you hadn't scolded Sadie, boy, now she'll never comment again.
Dear God she hasn't eloped with your Portugese pen pal has she
Hardly! You scared him off an'all.
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