Intelligence of norniron
Old Sean lived alone in Northern Ireland. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, Mick, who used to help him, was in an English prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Mick,
I am feeling a mite down because it looks like I won't be able to plant me
potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden
plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig
the plot for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Dear Father,
For CHRIST'S SAKE, don't dig up the garden! That's where I buried all them
feckin' BODIES!
Love, Mick
At 4 A. M. the next morning, a dozen agents from Scotland Yard and local
police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden down to a depth of
about six feet. That evening, not finding any bodies, they apologized to the old man and left.
The next day the old man received another letter from his son:
Dear Father,
Go ahead and plant yer spuds now. It's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love, Mick
hehehe, i like that. it made me chuckle.
i'm pretty bored as of late, though the new wave poppy rave rock is keeping me nice and pepped, lol. meant to be studying, but that just makes mybrain feel like it can't take anything in. it seems like no matter how many notes i make or how much i discuss something, i can never remember it come the next day. have been going through books i got from the library but its difficult to find any good shit without actually reading them from cover to cover and i totally don't wanna do that with every book i've got cos it'll take forever.
i need distraction to be honest. at least not studying is better when one isn't thinking about it. if i was back home right now, i could go into town. chances are very high that i'd be able to find someone to hang out with or do something with. stitt's probably in clements. and harry and stevie and all are probably playing pool in lavery's or watching old people sing kareoke in the beaten docket. jonny's maybe about city hall. and if all else fails i could go chill with kev and all his parkour mates.
dundee's the opposite.
i know for a fact everyone's busy, cos they have a project due on saturday, so i'm boooooooooored, lol. damn unis and after holidays deadlines.
i haven't even showered today. i don't see the point if i#m not gonna do anything, lol.
awk sure. keep her lit = )
Dear Mick,
I am feeling a mite down because it looks like I won't be able to plant me
potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden
plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig
the plot for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Dear Father,
For CHRIST'S SAKE, don't dig up the garden! That's where I buried all them
feckin' BODIES!
Love, Mick
At 4 A. M. the next morning, a dozen agents from Scotland Yard and local
police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden down to a depth of
about six feet. That evening, not finding any bodies, they apologized to the old man and left.
The next day the old man received another letter from his son:
Dear Father,
Go ahead and plant yer spuds now. It's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love, Mick
hehehe, i like that. it made me chuckle.
i'm pretty bored as of late, though the new wave poppy rave rock is keeping me nice and pepped, lol. meant to be studying, but that just makes mybrain feel like it can't take anything in. it seems like no matter how many notes i make or how much i discuss something, i can never remember it come the next day. have been going through books i got from the library but its difficult to find any good shit without actually reading them from cover to cover and i totally don't wanna do that with every book i've got cos it'll take forever.
i need distraction to be honest. at least not studying is better when one isn't thinking about it. if i was back home right now, i could go into town. chances are very high that i'd be able to find someone to hang out with or do something with. stitt's probably in clements. and harry and stevie and all are probably playing pool in lavery's or watching old people sing kareoke in the beaten docket. jonny's maybe about city hall. and if all else fails i could go chill with kev and all his parkour mates.
dundee's the opposite.
i know for a fact everyone's busy, cos they have a project due on saturday, so i'm boooooooooored, lol. damn unis and after holidays deadlines.
i haven't even showered today. i don't see the point if i#m not gonna do anything, lol.
awk sure. keep her lit = )