Cambridge University
I've got a kind of smart arse tourettes. If a remotely funny, smug remark drops into my head, it's very rarely I can stop myself blurting it out, even at the most inappropriate times.
We're taking a tour of Churchill College Cambridge. In the library I spot a hideous sculpture. A kind of griffiny, deamony sort of thing with a stupid face. I try desparately not to say something derogatory. Think of something nice about it, I will myself.
No sooner had the answer popped into my head than it popped out of my mouth.
In the hushed corridore of this learned place I chirp,
"Nice arse!"
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12 Comments:
Has it got it's willy wrapped over it's right arse cheek?
I wondered the same thing. If you look carefully, you can see it's his tail wrapped around his/it's right thigh.....but you knew that...tee hee.
It is a nice arse - and it looks like its going to shit in the waste bin
Come over to mine to see an even nicer arse.
Bollocks!
By which I mean, although it is a nice arse, it does look more like a big pair of bollocks.
Frobisher- Unfortunate juxtaposition.
MJ- We only have Frobi's word that it's Beast's arse.
Qenny- I didn't think I'd get away with saying, 'nice bollocks'.
You are a cheat on me, and we loved you!
oh bollocks, I have smart arse tourettes too..I was just hoping it would fade with age but you've proved me wrong. Crapola.
does it deter crime? i feel deterred just looking at it.
"It is a nice arse - and it looks like its going to shit in the waste bin"
My thoughts exactly, a tidy wooden griffon thingy. I wonder how long it took to house train it?
anon'- What?
Emmak- It gets worse with age as you fear less.
First Nations- It deters late book returns.
Rimshot- Perhaps the waste bin is the alternative to house training.
Ooh, I've been guilty of that smart-arse disease. I once went to a barbeque at a friend's friend's place. When I left, I told the host how nice the bread rolls were. And I said "Mmm...great buns".
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