Mr Stillwater wrote:"Bunny Does Merry"
hmmmmmmmmmmm, might be a video winner!
No it mightn't.
Grrrrrr.
The evil cloud over me continues.
Today, I needed to sit in a damned beanbag next to an adolescent client in order to be able to hear her.
At the end of the session, I realized that my injuries from the other day's fall made it almost impossible to get out of the smegging thing - but I attempted, despite the pain, to extricate myself with some grace.
The intense muscular effort to achieve this, despite the failure to work of a number of crucial fallen upon things, meant that I farted.
The only dignified option is death.
To Craven I leave my books - because I have no doubt he has nowhere to store them.
Who wishes for two used cats, one slightly faulty?
So long, and thanks for all the fish.
Birnam is come to Dunsinane.