The Bycycle Butt
- part two -
- part two -
"One lovely day in mid-winter, Aljaž was riding his bike (technically, it was the bike of his landlord/roommate), minding his own business (well, I was basically amiably humming to meself, down the street to the Centre for Lifesciences, when all of the sudden, Pants, for some reason known only to them and quite possibly also little wriggly men atop high mountains, wearing orange clothes and no underpants, completely lost their nerves and disgracefully let go of themselves in the general Butt area...
But luckily, as these things go, there was a Stranger in town (nevermind the fact there were probably approximately 1,347 strangers in the city at that exact moment), who knew the arts and crafts and was gifted in the old and sacred art of sewing. So Aljaž asked unto her: 'I've seen you have something similar - so I take it you're able & apt in doing these as well?'
Also, in want of not sounding too demanding, he added: 'Cheerio, thank you very much,
ALjaž'
And, since he was of the general forgetful sort, he post-scripted: 'Ooh, also, can you do something about the left pocket?? If not, I Can:)' "
But luckily, as these things go, there was a Stranger in town (nevermind the fact there were probably approximately 1,347 strangers in the city at that exact moment), who knew the arts and crafts and was gifted in the old and sacred art of sewing. So Aljaž asked unto her: 'I've seen you have something similar - so I take it you're able & apt in doing these as well?'Also, in want of not sounding too demanding, he added: 'Cheerio, thank you very much,
ALjaž'
And, since he was of the general forgetful sort, he post-scripted: 'Ooh, also, can you do something about the left pocket?? If not, I Can:)' "
- The end -
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