As if the pace of life in the Shire were not sufficiently languid the Regulars whiled away the best part of an hour's drinking time devising alternative lyrics to a well-known song, by the end of which there was more spilt drool that beer on the table of The Local:
On the first day of breakfast my Little Chef made for me:
12 button mushrooms
11 cups of coffee
10 rashers of bacon
9 pork sausage
8 fried potatoes
7 black puddings
6 plum tomatoes
5 onion rings
4 pieces of toast
3 fried eggs
2 hash browns
and a plate of baked beans on the side...
While the rest of the Regulars went for a much-needed lie-down after such an ordeal unfortunately Tattoo may have taken the process a step too far...
Monday, 18 May 2009
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