Would you like to pay my gas bill?
UPDATE! - I can give you my phone bill too, if you like. Let no-one say I'm not generous.
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I haven't paid my own phone bill in about three months. Really must pay it one of these days.
Maybe if you stopped buying so much fudge, you could afford the gas. (I can imagine you as a homeless beggar sitting near the Victoria Markets with unruly hair, but your nice hat from New York hat upside down on the footpath with a little sign saying "all fudge gratefully accepted".)
Hope I am not sounding nasty; I just think it mildly amusing
Sorry, last post needs editing!
By the way, do you think that bit about the whale penis skin tunic had anything to do with the book being called "Moby Dick"?
I hope this baffles other readers!
The hat is from Melbourne, not New York. No fudge for me this week (they sell normal caramel fudge, but they're always short up on chocolate fudge.) BUT I'm thinking of an expedition to Shepparton next week to get a batch of Fray-Bentos canned pies.
Not sure about the whale penis question.
And the hat, to the best of my knowledge, is not made out whale penis, though you never know.
It's an altogether too exciting life you do lead, Tim.
I'm sure that somewhere on the hat it'll say exactly what it's made from.
What a pity. If it was made of some part of whale penis, it could make a good opening pick up line at the pub. (Hey, babe, take a guess at what my hat's made of?)
That would be a good pick up line - if I wanted to pick up a broken bottle using only my face.
In certain pubs, picking up a broken bottle using your face would probably also work a treat.
My face tends to disagree.
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