Chinwag Posts
A joke incomprehensible to somebody from 1950
I saw a bloke on the street corner the other day with a map, turning it all sorts of ways and scratching his head.
"What's wrong buddy?" I said to him. "Is your phone flat?"
My estimation of the author of this book has gone through the roof. This isn't just a bit of casual fan fiction, or a work for hire. It's a piece of art.
The fucker has managed to sneak a Five Go Mad in Dorset reference in there.
God damn ... this is a passion project. 🤣
Reading this is part of the research I'm doing for some comedy stuff in the future, so technically I'm working right now.
We have now reached the "well what exactly would happen if I didn't go home?" stage of holiday brain function.
The improved mobile reception at this campground has definitely killed a lot of its charm, as the guy on the site next door has clearly been on what's clearly a work phone call for the last hour.
He has long, pink hair so I'm assuming he's an indispensable part of someone's IT infrastructure.