Who, me?
Could be… you never know.
(personally, I think the goats and/or the hamsters have been at it again…)
F_X
Well well, if this don’t take the cake.
Here it is a perfectly quiet Saturday afternoon. I decide I got to go to the library to refill my perscription. It should be quiet and uneventfull. One would think? Right?! Just go in, find a few fixes and get out. No hassle from the man.
But don’t you know, just as I get to the C’s in the fiction section (I’ve been putting off reading Clancey’s last book) the man has got to approach me and begin asking strange questions.
“Have you seen any suspicious looking characters recently?”
“Everybody I see looks shifty. What’s yer beef?”
“The Librarian just called in a pervert, flashing the coustomers. Just be carefull OK?”
“I should be so lucky.”
He kept looking me up and down as he walked away. Do I look like a pervert? Do I look like I even know a pervert? Damn perverts! ruining a perfectly pleasant day.