Some snatches of overheard and misheard cafe conversation…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s lamb is the mean aggressive one.

‘And maybe they coming…’
‘Dender the garden, the sides of the pond?”
‘And then I start the knobble.’
‘I wouldn’t go to a sham party Tony.’
‘Meander cupboard, like coffee coloured.’
‘No we you go okay?…’
‘Just a demi-sign and walk in.’
‘James, cheerful things and choppy fingers.’
‘A fruit shoot nip tick?’
‘Sowannoying tat-tat one!’
‘It was under the tolly bush…’
‘Country tak-ta tak-ta…’
‘I’m certainly not going to fleef again!’
‘A bedding tourist is to change the hole.’
‘It isn’t like a Thursday already found, is it?’
‘No do, alcoholico flash again.’
‘Malton deeper a verse tiddy.’
‘Ten pie nowts?…’
‘A white wedding and my eyes are changed…’
‘I want to float my name again.’
‘Shootle? 100 percent!…’
‘I want it hot! Yeah!…’
‘Wednesday almonds, she’s fogging.’
‘It was in a duntin’ blackout Sarah.’
‘Seefa can seer…’

The next time you get cold called, just read this out to them repeatedly without any gaps.

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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