Friday, December 20, 2013

Queue sound...

We were sitting there on the lounge, minding our own business, when a car screeched to a halt. Car doors slammed; there was the sound of someone being violently sick and someone else walking off still having a shouted conversation with the other occupants of that vehicle. The violent retching carried on before there was more slamming of doors and the car drove off...
Gods it's like one small slave is psychic...
Christmas time is here

2 comments:

ancilla_ksst said...

Lucky you. I'll take my snowy wasteland instead.

Master's piece said...

See and there you were quietly envying all that sun, sand and surf... not that we have much of the later one :D