INTP Live

I'm trying to find a reason to tell people that from the end of my bathroom I can look down the entire 45 foot length of my apartment, out the door window, and half way down the block, because I feel it's significant in some way, but if it's not I could sound foolish.

There's too much in the sky, it's a distraction.

Might be a possum in the briar bush up yonder, we should ask Ma if... well, if we can keep 'em. As a pet. Wouldn't that be swell Eloise?

Good morning, my frien! How you dey? The sun, e dey shine bright today, e be like say we go enjoy this day well-well. I hope say your family dey fine. Dem never chop today? Me, I don chop small, but I dey ready for some pounded yam and egusi soup. E dey make my mouth water just thinking about am.

It's a right proper sunny day in London town, innit? The sun's up in the bleedin' sky, givin' us a bit of a rare treat, it is. 'Ope your old trouble and strife's doin' well. She fancy a cuppa tea? I just 'ad me brekkie, a lovely plate of bangers and mash, I did. Makes me feel like pinchin' one off. Oi.

Whatta day I need meself a java wit a wee bit of the good stuff. Would'ja believe it? Me eejit sone were tree sheets to the wind fallin' arse over tit after ah'ven too many points of the black stofe. Legs were wobblier than a one-legged banshee on roller skates. Jaysus that lad takes after his Da'.

(title of this thread could be named little gusts of hot air contrived for header placement. heh.)

I think living in an apartment before your stuff arrives from storage increases your bachelortude exponentially.

This line is my venue of contrived brevet-ic expression.

Him, oh he portraitures women, with their variety of unspecified features. You know, thus and such. :eyebrows: