XmisterIS
Purveyor of fine nonsense
Dear God,
Tomorrow, please can you make the weather a little less changeable. Over the course of a mere 3 miles today, I was treated to a torrential downpour (stop, put on waterproofs), shortly followed by bright sunshine (stop, take off waterproofs, too hot, too hot), followed immediately by another torrential downpour (stop, put waterproofs back on), and no sooner had I put the sodding waterproofs on for the second time and pedaled not three damn yards when the ruddy sun (well, it's yellow actually) came out again and threaten to boil me to death again, God damn it! (sorry).
Yours Faithfully ('scuse the pun),
XmisterIS.
Tomorrow, please can you make the weather a little less changeable. Over the course of a mere 3 miles today, I was treated to a torrential downpour (stop, put on waterproofs), shortly followed by bright sunshine (stop, take off waterproofs, too hot, too hot), followed immediately by another torrential downpour (stop, put waterproofs back on), and no sooner had I put the sodding waterproofs on for the second time and pedaled not three damn yards when the ruddy sun (well, it's yellow actually) came out again and threaten to boil me to death again, God damn it! (sorry).
Yours Faithfully ('scuse the pun),
XmisterIS.
