January 2009
3 posts
6:43 pm
Two men, Jimmi and Fran, are standing around out the front of the local waterhole, each with a smoke in hand, killing time before the band to starts, when another man approaches them. This Stranger stands near them, lights a smoke and then turns to Jimmi after taking a few drags.
Stranger: Do you have the time? I have a lady to meet here at seven.
Jimmi: Sorry, I don't.
Stranger: You have a wrist watch though?
Jimmi: Yea I do.
Stranger: Can you tell me the time then?
Jimmi: No I cannot, It's --
Stranger: Do you not like me for some reason? Do I repulse you in some way that stops you from telling me the time? Do I smell? It's my smell isn't it?! It's only Calvin Klein.
Jimmi: No, it's nothing like that. I just --
Stranger: You have a wrist watch and yet won't give me the time. Fuck man! Why are you being a prick to me for?
Jimmi: I'm not being a prick to y--
Stranger: Then why won't you tell me the time?
Jimmi: Cause I don't know the time.
Stranger: If you just looked at your fucking wrist watch you would.
Jimmi: If I did that I'd just be lying to you.
Stranger: Huh? Wa-Why's that?!
Jimmi: Cause my wrist watch doesn't work. I just wear it for looks. The gals love a man with a pair of fine shoes, an expensive looking watch and a suit to match.
Stranger: OH. Oooh...
Fran: I have the time.
Stranger: And why didn't you just pipe up earlier before I lost my nut?
Fran: You never asked me the time.
the die is cast
I was amazed to find how many people in my work place did not know that Dice is Plural of Die (which is Singular). In fact none of them knew, and it was a hard education for them, they all thought I was pulling their leg in respect to the Singular.
Ha!, Sure I kid around being quite a bit of twat at times, but I would never, never(!) joke about the Die. (or Dice)
Singular of Dice is Die, and...
bollocks
I have no idea what to write here.
At first I never liked the idea of blogging, who the hell wants to read shit about my life. Honestly, who cares. Hands up who cares. Ah, just like I thought. Nobody. I am just one of millions of bloggers in the world, what can I add to the masses that is so important, funny, insightful, or useful that warrants another blog on the ‘net. Really, all I have...