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Word count: 503 | Completed:Yes | Style: Invitation It is recommended that, should
you experience any distress, you should follow this procedure: Yes. Ive finally got around to organising my leg warming shower. *waves flag of joy* Whence: 21st Never, 11:00 to 5:00 Whereforth: St. God's hospital. Did you know that this invite contains no traces of pie? Isnt it sad? Gone is the day when pie was included on all invites, even eviction notices. Sometimes even death warrants had a pie fresh tang to them. But no. No longer is the computer-generated invitation privy to the spiff of pie. Which is sad. As is the alarmingly high proportion of green wiggly lines on this invite. It doesnt seem Microft likes my sentence structure. Nor does it like the word Neem. What has happened to the Neems in the world? Sure, we all know Nemo, but hes a fish. Neem is not. Nor is Meen. Meenom is a parent-mentor alien with very prominent cheekbones (pointy enough to rival Peter Cushings in fact) so we can completely ignore him. The thing that we cannot ignore is wether you intend to attend or not. This is not at all like Neem, Nemo, Meen or Meenom. So it has a phone number. Tell me by word of gob or via telephone, which has a number. The number is 1800-vole. At least I think it is. So ring it and see. It would be nice if you could tell me by, say, Wednesday. Yes. That would be nice. Did you know that having your Google set to Klingon is annoying whenever there is an error? Hoch mu'mey DaghItlhchu' 'e' yI'ol is hardly illuminating. Fly my pretties!
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