Guess where Johnny is. Ah go on, guess...
(No, not at the pub -- although whoever said that gets the green cookie in the fur-lined pocket.)
He's across the street, of course. At Jimbo's, stripping wallpaper. As a favor. You know, to be neighborly.
Which is neighborly and all. I mean, its nice to be nice, as Johnny would say. And we do want to borrow that scaffolding when the time comes. But I can't help thinking to myself:
Um, Honey? If you feel like working in this weather, I've got this half-finished closet here that could use another dose of joint compound.
Ah well, going prostrate now...
Monday, July 30, 2007
The Cobbler's Children
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At least now you can get Jimbo's contact info in case someone does something to his house on your watch!
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