Scissors, black biro, hole punch and stapler. Let me feel the thickness of your copier paper. 54 year old male administrator for a local charity seeks love in the most unlikely places.
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
Bourbon Biscuits
I have developed a severe case of Blogger's Bottom. I have self diagnosed the problem after trying on three pairs of pants this morning and finding myself unable to get all but one pair past my ample behind. Symptoms include a cushioning of the bottom, similar to having a small pillow shoved down the rear of your trousers, only it's wobbly and unable to be removed as easily. The causes are numerable, sitting at one's computer for hours at a time whilst quaffing large mugs of drinking chocolate and eating packets of biscuits. Taking the bus three stops from the train station to work and a general relaxed nature when it comes to any sort of physical exercise. I could also blame my lack of love life but my new years resolution is too stay positive on that front so I won't go down that route. No I blame Bourbon biscuits, they've been on special offer since Christmas and I cannot resist.
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