THE MUMMY?

Sir Joseph Whemple, THE MUMMY 1932.
Gidday folks, comming to you from a strange port....Port-chester, not a Billabong in sight (an ox-bow river or watering hole)... Anyway I was bored shitless at the old B & S (Bachelors' and Spinsters' Ball -usually a very enjoyable party usually held in rural areas ) When across the room I thought I spotted the elusive albino mummy foot (very rare in these parts).. With the speed of a Bitzer (mongrel dog ,bits of this and bits of that) I pounced on the young lass only to realize she was on of them mother earth chicks wearin Payless shoes... I said " Eh shelia you know what them cheap shoes can do to a pair of foots like yours. Pay-less now, you'll pay more later...."

This one was a catch and release, more calamitous than a Brown-eyed mullet ( a turd in the sea where you're swimming....)
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