With all its bells and whistles, summer is definitely here:
To the gentleman squashed up next to me on the train home today:
I admire your curiousity with your nostrils and your dexterity in being able to insert your digits into them. I also commend your ability to roll the fruits of such nostrils in between said digits and then flick them. However, I would appreciate that in the future, you do so in the comfort of your own home (where you can dig to your heart's content), and not while standing in a cattle-cart (commonly called a train carriage).
Thankyou.
Does this hot weather make Jemmie a little grumpy?
All I have to say is poor bottles of beer on the road/man picking nose/Mark As Read Button on NetNewsWire - they don’t know the wrath of Jem Higgs is upon them!
Lol that’s disgusting.
I was on the train to Wynyard from Chatswood about a month ago, and the gentleman (or not) next to me would not stop BURPING.
Found your blog from some random link, I like it, will come back.