Thursday, 31 March 2011
a glimpse into the future
"What a load of bollocks" says the guy when he is told the rigmarole he will have to go through to get his buspass. "What a load of bollocks" says the lass as she passes the jobcentre. There wasn't so much as a second's gap between them both individually saying it. Pretty soon these words, in that order, will be the only words to be spoken. I'd be willing to bet on it at William Hill.
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And, unlike for one of mama's smiles, you won't have to walk a million miles.
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