Showing posts with label I need to import 450 Chinglish schedulers into the UK. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I need to import 450 Chinglish schedulers into the UK. Show all posts
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
I bet drink, drugs and cheap men start the same way
A stationery shop! Wait. I'm looking. I wonder what's inside? I'll pop in my head and see. For research. We might need something later. I need to know where to get it from. Come in with me and look too. No, I'm not buying anything, just a quick look. They have schedulers! I'd be organised if I had a scheduler. You would benefit too, because you wouldn't miss any event if I wrote it down in a scheduler. No, it's not the same as a diary. They're completely different. And they're lovely. Oh, I really want to take this one. It has pictures of mice in it! No, just this one. I must take it, because I'm here now, it's useful to have one, and it's cheap. Give it back. I need it. Look at this one! I adore it. Howabout if I keep this one and send this one away as a present. What? It's good to be kind to others. And I am selfless. These schedulers would make excellent presents. I might not find this shop again. Better take four. Make it eight and I keep four and send four away. Shut up. Go and look at pens. They have a scheduler called Mr Panda! I love that. It's a bargain. I must have two. And I'm not leaving without two copies of this one. I'll get a basket. I have fifty dollars on me. That's our absolute limit. No more. Look! This one comes with a picture of a false nose! Be quiet. Don't tell daddy. Excuse me, do you take cards?
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