Some overheard and misheard snatches of cafe conversation…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s featured arthropod is the Tailless Whip Scorpion – look there’s one clinging to the curtains just above your shoulder… (T W S)

‘It was tension tax leak…’
‘A rabbit cop in the bottom half.’
‘I have no onion…’
‘It split, and then there was the bloody mortgage.’
‘I sometimes get nostril…’
‘It’s like, come on Joe!…’
‘Benny bones and seventy grand down!’
‘But she keeps on kissing.’
‘A Savina coffee okay?’
‘Extensive dramas and the mums laugh.’
‘Two big dogs and a parrot?’
‘Gotta-cotinit… I’ll just say ‘right’…’
‘You getting hot now Steve?’
‘You like bowling?…’
‘I came back in really nicely.’
‘I’m speaking washing diamante.’
‘Satchel so…’
‘To score bells straight over my car!’
‘Then eleven years later…’
‘Some orange stripes, ha ha ha!…’
‘That’s my cup of teefer I’ll tell you!’
‘Slamming it all away?’
‘Jewellery and store-away Derek.’
‘It was in the corner of the mirror like.’
‘Phenonemal [sic], it’s worth showing off Maurice.’
‘He was like, tell me your name…’

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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