Is there anything funnier than a grown man sitting in a little kids chair? I don't think so. Legs brushing his chin. A silly look on his face. A laugh a minute for all concerned - especially for aforementioned bloke. His bum cheeks maybe be sagging over the side of the chair and his spine is contorting like a noodle, but he is happy man. He is the centre of attention.
Other amusing sighting in and around Island Bay include:
- A roadworks Stop/Go Man scratching his ass as cars drive by. A quizzical look on his face as he plumbs the depths of his overalls. He might well be thinking about how he came to be a Stop/Go Man. More likely he regretting last night's curry at the local Indian, Ahruningdownyeleg Indian cuisine.
- A Newtown loony (is there another kind?) following a postman. At each letterbox the Newtown loony asks the disgruntled postman, "Is that for me"? Classic.
- A yappy little Shitzu (translation = "shit dog to own") barking at a languid greyhound. You have to admire the little bloke's pluck. But really, the Shitzu is just a symbol for short men everywhere.
I'm off to watch the snooker which is a metaphor for life. For us blokes, everything comes back to balls in pockets.
Apologies to Hamish for no Karori abuse. Next time.
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