Monday, August 14, 2006
For want of a manky towel...
Some perverse instinct means that my own first impulse would be to go back to the moment when the first organic molecules assembled into anything resembling life in the primordial soup, and use the towel to mop that mess right up. Leave the planet all neat and tidy. But what fun would that be?
I'm just thinking of all the historical figures I'd like to smack with a funky towel. . . How a perfectly placed *swack* could effect history. . . Facinating. . .
If he could do that with a turban you can probably do at least as much with a towel but you'll have a devil of a time picking the right moment.
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