How the universe mocks me
Staying in, not going out. Call just past nine. Pipe burst can't get at the stoptap.
Just walked the couple of miles into work. Roads nasty, pavements worse.
Picked up supplies on the way back. Knackered.
There comes a time in every man's life when he has to give in, wear a flat cap, shout at kids to 'Get off my lawn', and start writing letters to newspapers.
Staying in, not going out. Call just past nine. Pipe burst can't get at the stoptap.
Just walked the couple of miles into work. Roads nasty, pavements worse.
Picked up supplies on the way back. Knackered.
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