My scooter accident was very strange yesterday. The man who's fault it was smashed into the back of me and his leg was trapped under his bike. It took myself and a cab driver to lift the bike off him. His ankle was broken. Whilst we waited for the ambulance he apologised for hitting me and told me he had cancer.
Naturally I just told him not to worry and that the minor damage to my bike was inconsequential. It was only later that I thought he may have lied in order to make me feel sorry. He didn't exactly look healthy, but who would when one foot is pointing in the opposite direction?
Crookie. this is the best comment I ever received. I don't have cancer as far as I know, but I wish I did so I can use it as a excuse for a misdemeanour or as an aid to loose weight
Are you still desperate today?!
ReplyDeleteDear agony Uncle:
My scooter accident was very strange yesterday. The man who's fault it was smashed into the back of me and his leg was trapped under his bike. It took myself and a cab driver to lift the bike off him. His ankle was broken. Whilst we waited for the ambulance he apologised for hitting me and told me he had cancer.
Naturally I just told him not to worry and that the minor damage to my bike was inconsequential. It was only later that I thought he may have lied in order to make me feel sorry. He didn't exactly look healthy, but who would when one foot is pointing in the opposite direction?
Am I wrong to think he may have lied?
Regards,
Jean from Somerset.
BAD BREATHED SNAIL
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caracol se
llama Roberto Goyeneche
- mal aliento
tiene
porque
está
- sí
casi muerto en la memoria colectiva de Jung
pero
vivo
en mi corazón
Crookie. this is the best comment I ever received. I don't have cancer as far as I know, but I wish I did so I can use it as a excuse for a misdemeanour or as an aid to loose weight
ReplyDeleteRoberto Goyeneche tenia un aliento exquisito, Morcilla.
ReplyDeleteClaramente es caracola y a esa boquita de fresa me le animo con o sin mal aliento. Y lo que surja...
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