Returning home from work, I noticed a car had managed to park itself on my neighbour's wall, but the driver (along with any other occupants) had vanished. What with my neighbour being slightly deaf, I thought I'd better check in on her...
'Mrs Tibbs, are you okay in there?'
'Pardon? Speak up, I can't hear you. Oh, it's you, dear. Come in, come in.'
'Can't stay long, I'm just checking to see if you are okay because of this car outside.'
'Oooh, hadn't seen that. Wonder if my friend, Mr Tompkins had noticed it.'
She scuttled back into the house and emerged after a few minutes, still asking Mr Tompkins whether he'd seen anything.
Mr Tompkins appeared from the front room. He looked at Mrs Tibbs and replied...
'Meow.'
Which, interpreted means, 'Hey, Momma, I was driving the car down the road, beer in one paw, swerving the white lines to the moves of Stray Cats...we could have each other with cream...I just love driving when I'm skewed, when some crazy female stopped in front of me. Well, didn't want to run her down, so I swerved. How was I to know she'd never seen a cat driving before? Bloody humans.'
Aye, I'm skewed.
Unknown "poetess"
- 16 years, 3 months, 2 days ago
