Friday, December 16, 2005

The Eighth Day of Christmas

Somebody once gave me eight maids a milking. Boy did that take some explaining - apparently the police frown quite heavily on gifting of human beings, and slavery, and all that kind of stuff. Anyway eventually the maids were taken away and returned to their homes. Of course that left me with eight cows in one very small flat.

But that's another story.

6 Comments:

Blogger Footprint said...

and what were they milking in your flat again??

7:48 am  
Blogger Ben said...

Ah, no comment. :)

8:05 am  
Blogger Lorraine said...

How come men can make allegedly dirty comments and they don't get threatened to be deleted...was I wrong after all?
or you got something against French feelgood nurses?
I'm not a nurse
I don't feel good
But I'm French :)

2:02 am  
Blogger Ben said...

:)

It's complicated.

Notice how I skillfully avoided answering your questions by saying "It's complicated". I am the master of the cop-out.

8:51 am  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Good questions though, right?
:)

5:44 pm  
Blogger Ben said...

Oh yes, some of the best.

8:33 pm  

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