Cold freckle…
Being a leisurely Sunday with no youth group on, I decided to take a newspaper with me to the can and do a bit of reading under the impression that the can might be a place conducive for that sort of thing… but it’s terrible!
I don’t know how people read on the can… The cold freckle and the hard plastic impression on the my bum cheeks was enough to finish me off… No sir. Reading is for the lounge, the hammock or the comfy chair. The lou reading for me.
Incidently, how many words are there for anus? Freckle, Jaxi, Date, Bunghole, Clacker…?
Or, even, how many words are there for toilet? Lou, Can, Dunny…?
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You’re the guy that decides to experiment with reading on the lou when you have a sick wife and baby in the car waiting for you.
Lucky we were half asleep!
Today I saw a photo on the interwebs of a guy who has a cat tattooed on his chest, and his belly button is the cat’s freckle.
Hilarity.
I can’t read in the bathroom either but someone who could was Martin Luther! Apparently (by his own accounts), the doctrine of justification by faith occurred to him while meditating on Romans whilst on the can…
I play with my phone and can be in there for up to 30 mins as i get distracted by games, it’s only going to get worse with an iphone now.
Now i can even blog and tiwtter from throne room.
Thought I should let you know that this comment is being left as I drop the cosby
s off at the pool
That last comment was a little bit Hey Hey It’s Saturday wasn’t it Howie?! (although quite funny)
I can’t wait until this blog post makes it into world headlines and calls for me to be axed from blog commenting are headlining tabloid newspapers.
my feet end up going numb if I read for too long on the loo because of the wierd points of pressure from the seat…but I did read a lot on the loo as a kid to avoid school work & chores!