I'm having a moment, having just gone outside to watch the first years' inter class soccer tournament, of isolation.
I am to this school, what a blunt carrot peeler is to a masseur, what a curling thongs is to a siemese cat, what a bucket of manure is to a wall-street stockbroker, what the peace sign is to George Bush.
Feck them all !
I may as well be chief analysist of Mike Tyson's belly-button fluff collection, for it would surely be of more use to the world than what i'm presently doing.
Thank you very much,
NO further comment. Rolling Eyes