Envelopes from the Gummint...
This morning I had to post a tax form to IRD...in an envelope THEY had supplied...annit weren't a quick seal neiver...it were one you hadta LICK to close...but I didn't lick it...nah...coz they got DRUGS in that gum, yeah they do, an' when ya lick it, the drugs turn ya brain to smegma...and they can control ya through the telumphony wire thingies after that...so don't lick them envelopes...and wear ya tinfoil hat too....an' don't tell 'em it wuz me wot toldya cuz they'll come an' get me in that little white van thingie...again...
. “No pleasure is worth giving up for two more years in a rest home.” Kingsley Amis
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