Overhead in a Stupid Second Hand Bookstore


Me: Umm, do you have any romance novels?

Him (very old man reading Trotsky): What, like Mills and Boon?

Me: Sort of, yes.

Him: No, we don’t have any of that here. We need to be closer to a supermarket for that and we’re not.

Me: Because ?? Oh, nevermind, I’ll just take this John Fowles classic novel then….(mutters under breath)

*Scene fades*

 

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I like gin, mittens and otters, not necessarily in that order. Here's some stuff I felt like writing down when I'm not chained to a desk writing other things for a living. Please use caution when using this site; there may be sweary words, cute animals and general bullshit. Don't say I didn't fucking warn you.
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