PsychicParrot (Jeff) 😷 on Nostr: “It’s Only Windy on Bin Days” could be the name of my first romance novel.. He ...
“It’s Only Windy on Bin Days” could be the name of my first romance novel..
He chased his Shreddies box with the skill of a herding chicken farmer. As he made his way down Baker Street to New Lane, a young woman chased her own cereal box blowing in the opposite direction. Their focus locked on their respective boxes, they failed to notice each other until it was too late. A crushing cardboard sound, and they fell crashing to the floor. Their eyes met. “What a lovely box” he said.
He chased his Shreddies box with the skill of a herding chicken farmer. As he made his way down Baker Street to New Lane, a young woman chased her own cereal box blowing in the opposite direction. Their focus locked on their respective boxes, they failed to notice each other until it was too late. A crushing cardboard sound, and they fell crashing to the floor. Their eyes met. “What a lovely box” he said.