Furry crocodile

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Was wandering through a mall this morning and she who must be obeyed expressed the need for a green purse. I have learned not to ask why, and so instead joined in the hunt for a suitably coloured receptacle to accommodate her massive collection of maxed-out credit cards.

Look, there’s one, I proudly advised my wife.

Yes, but it’s made of crocodile skin and I don’t want to support the fur trade.

There was a pause while she realised what she had just said.

You’re not going to include that in a blog post are you?

Of course not darling.

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2015-07-15 | Parry says

Possibly the smartest guy I know in our business, an Irish fellow and a good friend, once said to me “Tha Missus showed me the most amazing thing last week. A solar powered torch”.

“You didn’t really just say that did you, Freddie?” [Tears of laughter and joy rolling].

“Oh, Balllax! Oui waz gonna gat yuo won, but now oui won’t bather.”


2015-07-16 | subroto mukerji says

Hahahahaha !