Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Andy the garden destroyer.

Nathaniel the old gardener would cry if he could see the garden now..(of course he could never see the garden because he was blind) I popped in last night to see if all was well,It was quiet so quiet.So I padded around for a while then found them all in the garden or what I used to call the garden.It's gone, tarmac and cobbles have replaced what was my pride and joy.And that dozy pillock Andy stood with a grin like a cheshire cat saying "Good innit".Good you  flipping pile of manure you've destroyed it.He can't see what's wrong.So he is going to return it to how it was or I told him I would run over him several times with his motormower.24 hours and I'll be back.The others seem stunned I am so upset I hardly noticed Martha has the shortest of short Baby doll nighties on and being so upset I hardly noticed at all how deliciously shaped her long slender legs are or how the curves of her breasts push against the fabric of her nightwear.the way the light shimmies off her painted nails,no I am so upset I hardly noticed that at all and it took twenty minutes to hardly not notice that.I will be back.Must have a cold shower.

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