When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
Sunday, 10 January 2010
A bit of boogie
Oops, I missed Elvis Presley's birthday last week. But, as the late-great Kirsty MacColl tells us, seen one seen them all.
It would be the anniversary of his birth, cos don't tell anyone, ELVIS IS DEAD...
ReplyDeleteElvis dead? But he looked so well last time I got fish and a penn'orth.
ReplyDeletePosh parts you live in, newspaper for chips wrappers. We have to use it for arse wipping!
ReplyDeleteMind you, if the last time you bought chips they cost a penno'rth, Marilyn Munroe was still with us!
Yeah, these days chips are a pound and if you want salt it's another 50p.
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