Not for the anally retentive...
This is all a bit recent in the memory and as this is so, I am still trying to make sense of it.
It just so happened that I was making a trip southbound on the M6 yesterday and required to make a bit of a "shitstop" at Tebay services. Niftily diving into the toilets at the services (rebranded recently, it would appear), I found a suitable empty cubicle. On my trip towards the cubicle I had noted a large number of chocolate coated nuts on the floor. This prompted the thought that this was both sad and vile in equal measure (I pictured a small child losing the sweeties to a terminal rent in the packaging and then not having the aforementioned sweeties as a treat. I then turned to the thought that the open packet should have been nowhere near the toilets. This was made worse by the thought that these were not the sort of sweetie a child has and therefore we were mentally(at least) dealing with an adult).
Anyhow; I digress.
I duly sat down to do what I needed to do ( a couple of rounds of "Coin Dozer on the iphone usually does the trick). The sweeties were all over the place.
Except
there was a hand...
picking them up.
one by one.
A much older persons hand. This hand progressed from the area under the dividing partition between where I was ensconced and their location next door, to venturing further (albeit not much thankfully) into my space and then when this area was clear to the immediate vicinity of the door.
I finished and left, only to discover some random old bloke chewing on chocolate coated nuts....
(gearanach #wankwankwank, Fri 22 Apr 2011, 14:47, 1 reply)

george michell
or elton johns?
( fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Sat 23 Apr 2011, 12:56, closed)