![]() The run button should be viewed with suspicion. Apply this logic to Everybody’s Gone to the Rapture, and you’ll be fine. If you’re late for the bus, it’s best to pretend you never intended to catch it, because a 40-minute wait is better than a 10-second sprint which makes you look like you’re struggling with an invisible tuba. Speaking generally (by which I absolutely mean ‘personally speaking’), English people run like they’re wearing clown shoes made of meat. That’s a hobby, and is therefore perfectly acceptable, because you’re dressed correctly and it happens through choice and not circumstance. I mean, we can run, but we usually choose not to. But it’s also because English people can’t run. This is partly because it’s gorgeous, and running past something so lovely would be vulgar, like drinking Pinot Gris out of a flower pot. That leads neatly onto my next point: walking.
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