Shit! Monty tells me that we have really pissed off old Colonel Hampton (that's him, there).He's the old duffer who lives in the Hall at the back of our Shack. He's a right miserable fucker, always going on about our noise; our "mess"; our weeds - and, especially, the laughter. Not only that, the tweedy derelict old bastard hates Sylvanian's. Calls them "little devils", and blasts his twelve-bore at them, indiscrimately. Whenever he sees me out in my bikini he shouts out "Communist! Faggot!" and the like. Perhaps he is also a little riled seeing as an entirely sober Dan thieved a pair of his tweedy underpants in a moment of clarity...
This could spell trouble for us. I'd better tell Dan!
BACK to front of Shack.
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2 comments:
Make lurve to the colonel.
Sheila & Gilbert, in reference to your suggestion - NO!
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