Well, wee Beep is at the vets waiting for the snip. The vet, a young woman with a Dublin accent looked at me and said. well ye auld buck, I suppose its too late for you? Ye have a roguish look in yer eye. An auld buck like you, should have been deballed when you were young. Get out too hell she roared. Before I go at you with a pair of garden shears. So angry was she, she chased me down the street, throwing tins of jeyes fluid at my head. Whats the world coming too? Who would have thought my old nackers could cause such a violent reaction? God knows what shell do to me when I go back for Beep. I think I will superglue a metal dish over my valued accouterments.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 09:43:05 +0000