O' The Snot Has Caked Against My Pants.......

Literally..........

Don't quite know in what sense Arthur Lee meant it, but for me it aptly described my situation. You put on trousers, you go out. (As opposed to not putting on trousers and not going out) and you realise there's something grim sticking to one of your legs. The hazards of hanging one's clothing up on the floor I suppose. Being a vain fucker, I'm back inside in seconds finding something else to wear.

That said, it seems many people think nothing of the odd mucky mark on their clothing, why should they bother about me? For instance, a guy at work had a nose bleed all over his shirt and whilst he was marginally embarrassed, he still looked quite dashing with the sort of spatter marks that your average knife killer would be proud of. Some bloke I saw yesterday had the best part of half a bottle of red on his shirt, but seemed unfazed by the experience. So, what's my problem with an unidentifiable mark on my right trouser leg?

I think the word "unidentifiable" covers the bases on that one.........

So, what else has floated past me in the past few days.............

Saved a dog from strangulation the other morning. Sort of. Some tit had put the noose end of the lead over a railing spike outside a shop, resulting in the poor mutt being unable to put it's front paws on the deck. The resulting distress and pained yelping led me to stick my head in the shop and find out if the inconsiderate cunt owner was about. I was met by a little girl who ran out and comforted the dog and loosened the slack on the lead.

Hard to know what to say really.................So I said nothing. Maybe should have chastised her, maybe I should also have taken a flying fuck at a rolling donut for all the good it would have done me. Anyway, I saw a female adult in the shop with her and decided I couldn't be arsed getting into an argument about it.

Also saw this mob up to no good in the local park =D.

Ach, they're alright. Just wish they'd calm it with the Anarchist flags. I'd wager a fair few of them wouldn't know an anarchist if it bit them on the erse...............

Bonsoir!