As further proof of my eccentricity and worth as a subject, I’ve decided to retrieve my email correspondence and type it out on my old Royal. Please send a case of paper, a case of scotch, and at least five new ribbons.
Respectfully yours,
The Author
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6 comments:
I have half a ream of paper on hand, a bottle of Glenfiddich with three fingers worth left in the bottom, and the only ribbons around here are used to tie up my true love's hair. I'm worse than useless! Perhaps I should refocus my efforts on somebody less demanding—i.e., some long dead personage with a more abstemious nature: Virgil or Dante, perhaps....
Joe, don’t be so hard on yourself. I’ll take it. But keep the ribbons. I will not stand in the way of romance.
Wahaahahaha....out loud,laughing, you are brilliant,made my night,was worth nothing till I saw these words,:O)!!!
Hmmmmmhaahahaha....great,thank you!
Wonderful.
Aleksandra
PS word verification is pratamis :O)
Aleksandra — by sheer lunar coincidence, I was at your blog admiring your new paintings and moon photos at the very moment you were writing your comment. Joe’s Glenfiddich must be working!
Thanks for your *Gibbons* into my head, funny JOKERS:-)
Good idea — I could hire gibbons with ribbons to help with the typing....
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