Here
are the latest scribbles from my notepad of Randomness:
I’d rather have a hornet
suppository than ever watch ‘Strictly Come Dancing’
This great quote from a delivery
driver while talking about wanting to improve his working conditions:
“trying to get through to my
bosses is like trying to shag a jelly with a broken dick – you’re never going
to get anywhere.”
And sort out this STRANGE DREAM
for me, psychoanalysts:
I was playing drums for a band
that was made up of Nobel Prize-winning physicists. We were called “Atom Atomic
and the Superstring Quartet” and we were doing a live open-air gig at CERN in
Switzerland. I had long hair and some very snazzy purple drumsticks, and Paul
Dirac was playing a saxophone.
RC 16-10-18
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