Thursday, December 22, 2005

One suffers; we all suffer


La morgue, originally uploaded by Harriet Vane.

Apparently, Christmastime is the time you show your local librarian how much you care for them by giving them large tins of biscuits that you got last year and didn't want. Have YOU dug out a dented, family tin of Rover biscuits for the one who brings the gift of literature into your life for two-weekly intervals? No? What's keeping you?! Librarians have feelings too, you know!

In other news, I'm unemployed from tomorrow on. First person who asks me what I'm planning on doing next gets dirt in their eye. And my fist.

Here is a picture of a Christmas morgue for you. Okay, it's not specifically a Christmas morgue. You fucking pedant.

It's a special Christmas message from M.Meryon et moi: you too will die, you mad, syphilitic buggers.

9 comments:

Mossy said...

That's warm. Warm, like ICE.

ashleenah said...

So Loose ... what ARE you planning on doing next? ...

Just kidding --- Happy Christmas xxx

Curly said...

Excellent, Ashleenah get the dirt in her eye! Now we are all free to ask!

But what I want to know is, why are you unemployed? Were you stealing pages from books?

Mossy Moors said...

How terrible that you are being made redundant... or am I missing something?

I once tore the front page out of a library book. Meet you in the fiery furnace, Lucy?

Voodoolady said...

Lucy, I've already told you, if you want to be my personal assistant, I'll give you a tenner
a week and you can kip on my couch.

Go on sell your soul to the devil. Auditors aren't that bad...

Thomas said...

Hello from Houston.

Anonymous said...

they're lookin for full time staff in the vic cafe

Anonymous said...

hey thomas looks strangely like eddie izzard!!!

Mossy said...

that's jack bauer (spelling?) from 24