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Monday, November 10, 2008

Ecstasy, Bruce, ecstasy

Mary's going over to a presentation at the Fire Station.

"If anyone asks, I'm just getting changed and putting on some perfume," she tells me.

I thought she was kidding right up to the point when she walked past me on her way out. Well, at least there'll be no naked flames.

4 comments:

:: Wendy :: said...

what were the fire-people presenting? I suspect they have the oxygen equipment to cope with the perfume

The Topiary Cow said...

They might need the BIG fans, depending on the perfume.

Cow recommends K be upwind.

Moo!

Lavinia said...

Was it Chanel # 5?

Kevin Musgrove said...

Wendy: I didn't care to ask.

Ms. Cow: luckily I wasn't invited

Lavinia: more like Midnight In Milton Keynes.