Saturday 14 August 2010

Getting Ready For September

Grate back two skool sail at Adolf Ramsbottom and daughters drapery shop in Clougher.
I got my sun, wee Bon Jovi too pear of long jon's with a flap at the back.
"I'm a big boy now mammy" said the wee doat.
"Yes you is Bon Jovi" I said.
"But don't depend on the flaps. Be dilligent and precocious at all times"
I also got the cub too pare of knew secondhand hobnailed boots.
A blazer with the crest of the desert rats on the front.
And a pear of Ex-Israeli, Mosat camaflage trousers with a big pocket too carry a Ussi sub machine gun.
Bon Jovi will cut some figure when he gets on the skool bus in September.
Jelly, please play,
"What in the world has come over you".
For auld Pete (The weseal) McSideways who has just scene his wifes face after the comestic surgery.
Apparently the three sheep dogs went beserk and bit auld Pete all over the derriere, before disapearing into the nite. Ah, wee Cleo is ruined.When the parish priest saw her he said. "Ah Cleo, was anyone else hurt in the accident?" Did knot saint Paul say. "Vanitory! All is-Vanitory!
From your living doll.
Mrs Rosie Ryan. xxx

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