Crazy Relativescurvylittlegoth writes, "My Grandma is crazy, crazy mad. As well as regularly putting curses on us all, she once fell asleep in the armchair on a sunny afternoon, Barley Wine in one hand, Peter Stuyveson in the other, only to wake up several hours later to a Darth Vader sounding fireman. She thought she was in HELL as the smoke and flames billowed round her..."
Are any of your relatives this loopy?
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chthonic, Thu 5 Jul 2007, 15:59)
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Furtherto my previous post offering conclusive proof that all men are, in fact, brothers, well, distant cousins at any rate; and also related to the last QOTW where I was told in no uncertain terms to stop doubting the Uxbridge and keep my bloody eyes open for a change, I would like to comment on the Middlesex branch of my extended family.
There is a wandering busker that I particularly enjoyed the other day. Dirty, stained tracksuit, battered, out of tune child's guitar that looked like it was bought from Argos and greasy, lank hair. He obviously thought he was playing Wembley stadium as he was jumping around like Pete Townshend. His actual performance was a few bars of Tracy Chapman's Fast Car and then he'd sing the entire song, in the wrong key, without any accompaniment whatsoever.
Apart from his similarly dressed mate who was dancing like a mentalist next to him.
Anybody else notice how as the QOTW drags itself into Thursday afternoon peoples' gaz flirtations start to spill out into public?
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Kroney, Thu 12 Jul 2007, 13:55,
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