Showing posts with label Morning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morning. Show all posts

Monday, October 5, 2009

Monday Morning at the Station Waiting for the Train to Arrive

"It says here that the streets of London are full of the Living Dead! What a load of old tat, init! Trev? Are you listening me?

"Look at you! A told ya to leave that Absinthe cocktail alone. No wonder your ear fell off on the bus! init!"

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Good Morning Honduras - Are we having fun yet?

"This is a tough gig!" says Ramirez the Clown.

"I wasted my best gags on these people. A guy walks into a riot and asks 'Hey, why the long truncheons?' - 'What's the difference between a democratic peaceful protest and a riot? About 2 minutes! Tada!

"Nothing! I blame this costume that Vivienne Westwood designed for me!" he said afterwards, relaxing and gargling with tequila shots in the local tourist bar, known affectionately as the 'taverna dos binge drinking gringos americanos, spit!'


"I've never had such a tough audience since the introduction of taxation in the Isle of Man! Boom! Boom!"

I thought that being a rodeo clown was tough gig but maybe being a civil disobedience clown is moreso. Running in between the demonstrators and the police, making sure no-one gets hurt.
Isn't that the UN's job? Good luck, Ramirez! You have big shoes to fill!