...no more witty ripostes, the well of bon-mots has dried up, the cutting, cryptic comment disguised as banter...
...all gone.
Maybe one is only given a finite supply of interesting things to say (similarly to sh*gs in a lifetime) and I used up my quota too early. I blame the pretty girls at uni for the latter but not the former.
Oh well, many survive on being merely mundane.
...all gone.
Maybe one is only given a finite supply of interesting things to say (similarly to sh*gs in a lifetime) and I used up my quota too early. I blame the pretty girls at uni for the latter but not the former.
Oh well, many survive on being merely mundane.