I fear that I have become a minimalist. I am sparse with words; I am plain in my tastes; I like a simple existence. But I also like the occasional misplaced semi-colon to liven up my prose.
On that note I now bring you a tiny minimal tale from my photo album featuring Mike, Heather, and Julia. I urge you to form your own narrative as I am far too lazy and minimal to do it for you.
I mean how pissed did they get to feel like they needed to apologise in a classified ad???? I will leave that with you.
Next Week: Surrealism via the medium of crayons.
Whose hands are in his trousers? His own hands? Or Heather and Julia's? Or is he just happy to see them?
ReplyDeleteGood afternoon, Ms Mistress! I think Mike has everybody’s hands in his trousers, he seems to be that type of guy. Many hands make a happy heart, as the saying goes, etc.
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