It was the day the world ended. I’m sitting with the Vice President in Charge of Volcanoes discussing personal hygiene.
“Good friends or lesbians?”
None of your business.
You might think we were pissing in the wind but where were you? Busy packing the protein bars and breaking out bicycles for Afghanistan?
Last gasp of all that macho blue sky thinking, I suppose.
It would have taken the planet decades longer to reach breaking point without you. Specially loved that Help the Poor, Buy Shit campaign. Really helpful.
Thanks guys.
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