Okay, okay, on this grey and wet Wednesday, while the week winds, one wonders now years and possibly hundreds of these conversations later, when a white kerchief would wave? There is only so much salmi and who knows, you might acquire a taste for canned fish, possibly some warmed spam or prosciutto? Maybe with a cup of tea?
Can’t we all skip the small talk and just fast forward to swapping disease metaphors over salami sandwiches?
haha right? Sure, we can have a bit of small talk about what condiments are superior. (Mayo people are clearly soulless Cretins) but then...zip it.
Okay, okay, on this grey and wet Wednesday, while the week winds, one wonders now years and possibly hundreds of these conversations later, when a white kerchief would wave? There is only so much salmi and who knows, you might acquire a taste for canned fish, possibly some warmed spam or prosciutto? Maybe with a cup of tea?
I shall never run out of salami. But my tolerance for dull conversations goes down each year. ;)