Pasty-faced
Oct. 13th, 2004 06:15 pmI saw someone who looked like
someone I was thinking of
in the queue for the pasty shop,
& it reminded me of this
which bears repeating:
someone I was thinking of
in the queue for the pasty shop,
& it reminded me of this
which bears repeating:
Vinegar
sometimes
i feel like a priest
in a fish & chip queue
quietly thinking
as the vinegar runs through
how nice it would be
to buy supper for two
-- Roger McGough
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Date: 2004-10-13 01:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-13 04:02 pm (UTC)As for comfort, I dunno, but instinct tells me NO! DON'T GLUE THINGS TO YOUR TITS!
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Date: 2004-10-13 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-13 04:51 pm (UTC)But you're right, I probably would be impressed.
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Date: 2004-10-14 06:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-14 01:33 am (UTC)(S)
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Date: 2004-10-14 01:36 am (UTC)Having said that, I wouldn't really want to glue a Cornish pasty to my tits either.
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Date: 2004-10-14 04:14 am (UTC)It works[1] for me!
[1] FSVO
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Date: 2004-10-14 05:48 am (UTC)Suddenly this whole thread makes a lot more sense. I thought you guys were just being intensely surreal.
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Date: 2004-10-14 08:58 am (UTC)The take-home message from this thread is; go see The Graduate. It's brilliant.