Grit in the Gears

I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.

Sunday, 20 May 2012

Angels and Bicycles

It has come to my notice that the ongoing saturday-nights out on the town are bringing Angeldom into disrepute. Angels are reminded that wings and halos are NOT to be worn when off duty.

Angels arrested by police are reminded that the Almighty has expressed an intention to institute immediate transfers to duty in "the other place"

The Management.

1 comment:

red dirt girl21 May 2012 at 18:34
Just because you've surpassed your one thousandth post DOES NOT mean you can start recycling them. Some of us, OK maybe ONE of us, HAS been around long enough to remember...

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