January 28th, 2005

Refuge (http://www.livejournal.com/users/crisper/26562.html)

My army defeated I did the only sensible thing.

I ran.

I ran again in my dressing gown, it's feeling a little hitchikeresq now, which seemed a good plan so I thumbed down a passing tree which was kind enogth to caterpault me to Matt's place.

However I was confronted by the guitar, 5 foot tall and made of wrought iron it wouldn't let me into the toilet but aas luck would have it Nemo was having a rest there and I whilst arguing with the guitar mentioned how much I'd like a fingraph as a memento, so the guitar who was only freelancing as a bodyguard let me in.

Of course Nemo became Sushi, i'll be selling him on e-bay later.

I'm not sure how he'll taste cooked in Listerine but it should be good.