
So, this is what I'm wearing anyhoo:

It's not a political statement really, not on my part, it's just a Rage Against The Machine t-shirt. It's the band's political statement, not mine...not really. I just like the band. And anyhoo, I love New York as much as the natives. I lived in that city, it's my favourite city in the whole wide world, I love it; more than I love chocolate eclairs as a matter of fact. I wouldn't want to offend those people. Did I not just spend the last week nurturing Anglo-Mercan relations?
This dude wasn't a New Yorker anyway, he sounded to me like a mid-western freak, the kind of Mercan who salutes the flag in the morning and bang on about us speaking German by now if it weren't for his Father or Grandfather saving our asses etc etc.
So our chat went something like this:-
Septic: "I don't appreciate your shirt sir"
Me: "What's that"
Septic: "Your shirt, I don't appreciate it, you know what day it is?"
Me: "Er, yeah, it's Tuesday"
Septic: "I mean the date, do you know what the date is?"
Me: "Oh I see yes, well, I'm afraid you're not in America now, so your opinion doesn't matter"
Septic: "Nice attitoood"
Me: "Fuck off Yank, you'd be speaking Japanese if it wasn't for us"
I didn't say that last bit, I should have though. I only thought of it when I got back to my car. Damn I should have said that. Silly Mercans.
Anyway..changing the subject, I've got a bullseye that says the McCann woman tops herself before October, Hermann Göring stylee. A final change of subject; the co-op are selling 400g of strawberries for £2. If that's not a bargain to end all bargains I don't know shopping. I became semi-erect when I saw that.

The end.
1 comments:
Even cheaper in Sainsburys. And i could get you a discount!
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