glare of tightening waistbands • and the reappreciating of
sleepy-sexy faces (apparently)
It disappoints me that the Hog's Head just has a sign painted "Hog's Head" rather than an actual (or even wooden) hog's head outside of it. Bad show Hogsmeade, bad show.
Frenetic day(s) are being made accomplishable1, but not kindly endorsed by pants2 which are getting more and more snug. But there's an absolute truth in the idea of busy people getting shit done, but functional, operational, tactical shit, not wide-eyed, wandering, slightly flirty-and-nappy shit3. Flirty-nappy, incidentally, is the best kind of mood to be in.
Footnotes:
- Admittedly mostly by Peanut Butter M&M's. Booyah.
- Meaning trousers, and not underpants as the British insist they mean.
- Ah, shit. Not nappy shit, nap-like shit.
2 comments:
Those funny Biritish people.Always wanting us to talk about underpants.... ;)
P.S. Biritish stands for British people who want us to talk about underpants, but being as awesome as my friend Azra insists you are, you will have figured that one out yourself. If not, well, rest assured it might also be a typo.
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