Sometimes in moments of great tragedy you have to find the time to laugh.
Case in point this comment on the news tonight, taken from a desperate house wife who is clearly disgusted to hear that the working girls of Christchurch have had to find a new red light district now that their usual is presently out of bounds:
“Well it’s just wrong. They’re not moving in here. My kids are coming home soon and I don’t want them have to dodge condoms, faeces and needles on the front lawn...”
Oh yip.
Now either the prostitutes down that way are kinky bitches with drug habits, or my mother has moved down there because that’s just the kind of crazy, out of touch comment she would make about something she knows very little about.
Faeces indeed.
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