The midget is missing. He is number ten on the Interpol's Most Wanted List. Apparently that isn't enough. He is reported to be in hiding with another fugitive(I'm not hinting at anything here) in some mountains North(or was it South) of Afghanistan(or was it Argentina).
His description is---small ruffian-looking, vertically challenged, semi Homo-Sapien with a scruffy beard and a hammer the size of China (as mentioned before). Sometimes answers to the name 'Hagar'.
If spotted please contact nearest Interpol headquarters(I know they're hard to locate. Stop whining) or me because there is a HUGE reward in store for the lucky man/woman/co-conspiring midget. (I'm not saying the reward is really huge, but it ain't small either...unless you compare it with something else...smaller...maybe then. But its not huge-huge...maybe you could say big..not big-big. Something like that anyway. Confused? So was I. Just call in you greedy pigs.)
More updates later.
Neutiquam erro. Just directionally challenged.
Followers
I guffawed (and 'eew'ed) at
- "A woman's dress should be like barbed wire- restricted access with an unrestricted view"
- Ed Byrne
- Graham Norton's one liner "Children are a bit like farts, in that people like their own."
How much is that doggie in the window?
- Wickedcookie
- I'm funny, when I'm in the right company. I'm pretty much normal(much to the dismay of myself and a few family members, who i shall not name) My most distinct characteristic is probably my obsession with buying books. *sarcasm* Whoo-pee
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Whats on my mind
McFly. Like all the time. i kid you not.
How else i could spend my time.
whether people in seventeenth century England were ever clean.
how much time it would take before i can see the Sistine Chapel.
whether time travel is possible and when i can have a go at it.
whether Cassanova was as cute as they say he was
whether freelancing is my thing
Labels
Rome
I'm obsessed with this place
Useless Metaphors that i am unashamedly proud of.
- Tears are like flavours from 'Lays' . Unless there are onions involved, they're just no fun.
- Sweat is like an AC. It cools you down like heck but its always like a big ol elephant in the room.
- Stationery is to a writer what antlers are to the Ibex.
Bubble thoughts
Correct me if I’m wrong but I think it is impossible to look pretty whilst scuba diving. Your mouth is wrapped around this big plastic nozzle thing, you can’t take it out unless suicide is on your list and the refractive qualities of water really don’t do you any further good. The nozzle in your mouth, your eyes wide open because of everything that you’re getting to see at that moment. That just makes you look like a fish on land- gasping forair with a gory-ish, surprised look on your face. I mean, seriously, the fish look better than you do at that point in time. In fact, the fish are laughing at you.
Sometimes I am walking down the road or sitting in a room and I happen to hear a part of a conversation between two complete strangers. Now this isn’t all that strange given that it happens to most of us and also that my eavesdropping skills are honed beyond belief. What is strange though is that I completely and utterly relate to what they are saying; like it’s a conversation out of my life. It makes me feel all warm n fuzzy about the human race.
Sometimes I am walking down the road or sitting in a room and I happen to hear a part of a conversation between two complete strangers. Now this isn’t all that strange given that it happens to most of us and also that my eavesdropping skills are honed beyond belief. What is strange though is that I completely and utterly relate to what they are saying; like it’s a conversation out of my life. It makes me feel all warm n fuzzy about the human race.
1 comment:
I have espied the midget you describe.
He was seen with a Lama.
The very Lama that got away without booking our tickets to Europe.
The two of them gave me a conspiratory look before galloping away (rather awkwardly, I'm afraid, because of the size of the mallet and all) into the horizon.
I'm sorry I couldnt catch them.
I really am.
But dont worry.
But that Lama will GET it this time. He's bitten off more than he can chew, he has.
:-D Nice post munch!
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