There is no backpack
(vague Ghostbusters reference)
Can you believe this? At first I thought it was just a travel shop, but then I saw the light – A whole shop full of decaying flesh made to look like bags.
A venue of vultures would occasionally gather around the 40% off signs,
Don’t neglect your steps.
It’s a serious matter. I once stumbled across a whole case of these left unattended. The situation quickly descended into chaos.
Be mindful of your little step
He’ll trip you as he pleases
He only does it to annoy
As door jambs let in breezes.
(Apologies to Lewis Carroll)
My girlfriend is such a cruel gardener. She’s ruthless in her selection of what lives and dies. Which makes no sense to me, she’s a pacifist you see. She simply hates violets.
Wait, should we wait for the waiter? I thought the waiter waits. Or are we supposed to wait for ourselves – surely we don’t wait for the waiter?
If the waiter waits does anybody wait?
Now the word wait just looks weird.
Wait.