Hello,
I was on The Pot last week, reading an article in my wife Shirley’s Cosmopolitan about a posh woman who overcame her fear of stretch marks by setting up www.stretchmarkmums.com. Now politicians are desperate to appear on the site because women with stretch marks are a key demographic.
Downstairs, Shirl cranked up the radio as Eric Carmen’s, “All By Myself” was being played. It’s one of her favourites.
As one lump turned to two, I listened to Eric’s lament. This got me thinking.
When I think I get a nose bleed.
I tore off a couple of sheets and stuck them up me hooter. Job done.
As a failsafe I also stopped thinking.
The radio advertised cheap tadpoles and then a minute later expensive toads. As I wasn’t thinking, I didn’t connect the two. Amphibians or a nosebleed? No brainer.
Next up was a god awful slice of pap I hadn’t heard in years. “Hip To Be Square,” By Huey Lewis And The News.
Like thinking, Huey Lewis And The News gives me a spontaneous nose bleed the second I hear their aimless prattle. Soon enough I was spraying platelets like a good ‘un.
I asked Shirl to turn the radio down. She couldn’t hear me. So I shuffled – with pants and jeans around me ankles – to the top of the stairs to tell her.
Why I fell I have no idea, probably loss of blood and standing up too quickly.
The paramedics found blood spattered Bob in a pile on the last step. There was a large skidmark running down the stairs. Carpet burn on the anus is no fun I can tell you.
Shirley whistled “Stuck With You” as I was wheeled out of On The Pot Towers. I needed seven pints of the old Rhesus negative by the time I got to the hospital.
Laters.
Bob
It’s the ‘art of rock and roll (down the stairs)
He’s on Tumblr too!
What is that thing that old blue eyes is bobbing up and down on? He has to be careful that he doesn’t chip a tooth on it. That is what happened to me. So I put new batteries in it and shipped it off to Shirley. Let me know if she is happy with it or just ecstatic.
Will do Wally
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“As a failsafe I also stopped thinking.” Best advice ever.
I think so
Maybe Bob was just feeling the Power Of Love?
I saw Huey and the News a few years ago. He was doing R&B and the crowd was pissed. There was actual booing.
He didn’t do the hits until the encore.
The wait must have been interminable
Sorry about Bob, but I rather like Huey.
Each to their own Michelle!
Huey Lewis is still alive?
Yep!
Skidmarks could be hallmarks. Love Bob.
The angle of descent prevented that John
Huey and The News must be honored for their great achievement of walking through sand while singing. Those boys could do more than one thing at a time . . .
Talented in so many ways!
Mu wife LOVES Huey.. almost as much as she loves vampires!
Don’t show her this one then – he scares me!
I hear you!
Poor ol’ Bob. Always something. Who would’ve expected he’d be done in by an old band?
Poor lad – he has a tough time