Monday, April 14, 2014

Hunting For Bargains On Planet Cheapo/Weirdo

Queueing for DIY bargains at Wreck The Shite Outta Yer Abode R Us last week, I encountered a bearded guru prostrating himself in mid-chant before the cashier.  As tolerators of bearded gurus go, I position myself towards the liberal end of the chance kick at a bogus holy man spectrum, and moved to step over the guy.

“Wanton chocolate!  Temporal versimilitude!” he cried.

Presuming this to be a discount coupon offer code, I shamelessly repeated his words to the checkout girl while waving a top-of-the-range blister pack of rawlplugs at her.  That’s how it goes with bearded gurus: one minute you’re tactfully avoiding them for fear of witnessing an embarrassing divine non-intervention, the next, you’re in cahoots regarding the quest for the bargain Inevitable.

There’s a moral to this story somewhere, but it’s Monday morning.

Perhaps I’d better pass on this one and do something practical and useful, like eating a nutritious biscuit or catching up on old episodes of Cash In The Attic... 


fairyhedgehog said...

Our toilet seat does that.

Just thought you'd want to know.

Whirlochre said...

You are pure quality.