Not that spoons aren't funny enough already, but I was just walking back to my desk from the (underwhelming) cafe with a handful of spoons.
(I keep plasticware at my desk so I don't have to carry it back every time.)
As I walked, a guy came up fast behind me and passed me, whistling and singing a song as he went. What was he singing?
La...lala...a..fistful...of...spoons...
I love people :)
He was, however, one of those tiny-waisted men, which I find weird. If I were a guy with a tiny waist, I'd gain some weight to disguise the weirdness. If I were one of those large-rear guys, well, I just don't know what I'd do.
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