"Brilliant, Merle, keep them coming. And these giant glasses suit you great"
"They don't suit a song with ten verses, I'm afraid. They keep sliding down my nose"
"Well, I remember these glasses when they were new in the streets, over forty years ago. My ex-wife had the same pair but with a much higher prescription. She looked beautiful in them but they were unstable. They kept slipping down her nose. Next pair?"
"Next pair"
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