Just call me Pant's
Last night a 12 year old girl on roller-skates asked me if I was a retard.
"hey Mr, are you a retard?" were her very words as she rollerskated backwards alongside me.
And my snappy response?
"possibly".
Today on the internet I learned that had I been born in the year 2893 my name would be Pant Cho and I would be a space explorer.
How much better would that have been.
"hey Mr, are you a retard?"
"No. my name is Pant Cho and I'm a space explorer".
24 hours too late. Or 885 years to early.
"hey Mr, are you a retard?" were her very words as she rollerskated backwards alongside me.
And my snappy response?
"possibly".
Today on the internet I learned that had I been born in the year 2893 my name would be Pant Cho and I would be a space explorer.
How much better would that have been.
"hey Mr, are you a retard?"
"No. my name is Pant Cho and I'm a space explorer".
24 hours too late. Or 885 years to early.
posted by Old Man Rich at 3:40 PM
7 Comments:
She had to ask?
Ooooo, anon is harsh.
You could have responded with, "I am the Boogeyman your mother warned you about. Boo!"
I bet she would have skated away a bit faster.
You have such odd relations with people of the opposite sex.
You should've spat on her...
i have called you pants for years,cant wait for sarries to relegate your lot this weekend
we'll lose, but take the point. and thats all thats needed against the drudges.
Greeat reading
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