The saga of Max's Beanie Baby
Mar. 12th, 2005 08:30 pmWell, we are now the laughing stock of the street.
Leaflet reads -
F ound Wednesday Evening
One Beanie Baby, owner will have a cat flap.
Neigbour a. sent her seven year old round to tell me she was laughing so much she couldn't walk. I sent her back to tell her Mum that she couldn't possibly be laughing as much as I was.
Neigbour b (the macho man Max bit) confesses to being the owner of said benie baby. But what a macho thirysomthing single man is doing collecting beanie babies... he's no stranger than any of my other fannish friends (he does RPG's and re-enactment and has a Klingon sticker on the back of his car).
Leaflet reads -
F ound Wednesday Evening
One Beanie Baby, owner will have a cat flap.
Neigbour a. sent her seven year old round to tell me she was laughing so much she couldn't walk. I sent her back to tell her Mum that she couldn't possibly be laughing as much as I was.
Neigbour b (the macho man Max bit) confesses to being the owner of said benie baby. But what a macho thirysomthing single man is doing collecting beanie babies... he's no stranger than any of my other fannish friends (he does RPG's and re-enactment and has a Klingon sticker on the back of his car).
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Date: 2005-03-12 10:36 pm (UTC)Will give you one for him at easter, so as to prevent your arrest as a mistress of crime. It can keep his tiger company...
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Date: 2005-03-12 11:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-13 06:48 am (UTC)Laughter is good for people. See, you (and possibly Max) are obviously a very good neighbord.