The new washing machine arrived yesterday and all is odour-free again at Derrig Towers.
No longer am I beset with tottering columns of unwashed laundry and the concomitant nasal assault. The past eight months of putrefying man-mades has been olfactory hell. Mind you, the most part of that was Mr.Ben "T"homas's one-piece undergarment.
So, my message of the day is:
OK, laydeez - Old Stinkum Derrig is gone!!!
Come and get your nostrilicious fill of that old-time odourificent Col Derrig magic again!!!
You know I'll be a-waiting. And mighty damned hungry for a-lovin'.
Yee-haw!, young laydee, yee-haw!!!
No offence.
Yee-haw!, young laydee, yee-haw!!!
No offence.
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