Tuesday, September 15, 2009

I don't think I want to think about this too much.

I was around at my mate's and her man-the-antiques-dealer last night. The antiques dealer had just been at an auction, where he'd been talking to a local eccentric. He enthused about the character of this man, 'Oh he's this, this and this and....'

And I was about to pipe up with 'it's just that he's fucking crackers.'

But he beat me in the race to finishing his sentence '....he really reminds me of you.'

Arse.

4 comments:

Fat Sparrow said...

Hahaha, yes, I get that all the time.

The Spouse Sparrow tells me I'm either the smartest dumb person that he knows, or the dumbest smart person that he knows.

laughykate said...

Oh,I do like the way Spouse Sparrow's brain works.

Fat Sparrow said...

Yup, me too. I met him first online, and fell in love with his brain, but when I met him in person the other parts weren't too bad either, hahaha.

laughykate said...

Outstanding!