From a letter to Stense, 03-Apr-1999

Me: You smell nice, mum.
Mum: Thank you, son.
Me: It's sort of peachy.
Mum: Oh God, I've put that air freshener on my hair again!

(It was the word again that did it.)

By Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

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  1. When an acquaintance was mentioned in his presence, the poet William McGonnagal once commented, "Yes, I remember him, he was the first person to ever throw a plate of peas at me!"

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