I have not posted anything for a long time, by my standards.
So I’m back in fighting form, bringing you a post of easily rivaled, even easier bettered humour and strangeness.
In fact, I only got the idea for this post because last night, I was waiting at the front door of a certain young lady’s house for her to come out for a night on the town, by which I mean I would watch the World Cup and she would drink cider with her friends somewhere else – I was her taxi for the night, okay?
As I leaned my forearms against the posts of the little fence thing she had at her front door, I was suddenly struck by the fact that I had not written anything on here fore a long while. Leaning on the posts, lean, posts, “I’ve been lean on the posts, for Christ’s sake!”