:: Wednesday, June 07, 2006

The cleanest cellphone in town


no, not mine. Heather's. You see, you can always tell when she's run out of credit cos she stops wearing it like a skin graft 24/7. And leaves it in her uniform skirt pocket. Which she then leaves on the bathroom floor with the wet shower towels. Which of course get put in the wash, don't they?

You see where this is heading, huh...

Now Merlin is sitting on it on top of my monitor. Drying it out, just in case it's not rubbish bag fodder.

If anyone is that tin-arsed, it's her.