What is that saying
about Ignorance? Yesterday, I recounted the regrettable actions of The Plant
and my response to its impertinence. I may also have carelessly boasted that
there would be no evidence linking me to the...er, Incident. Ladies and Germs,
I admonish you to always, always look back. I wear a rather fluffy coat. A
fluffy coat which sheds. Mummy has in her hand, at this moment, what appears to
be a chunk of Augustus fur. It came, says she, from The Plant, or rather [in
her terms], “what is left of it.” She called me into the dining room and pointed
it out. I asked to which plant did she refer?
She said, “The
flattened one.”
“Oh, that one?”, I said. And followed up with
something about how I always thought very highly of that plant.
“Don’t pretend ignorance, Augustus. I know it
was you”, she said.
“Oooh?”, I said.
Then she presented
The Evidence, accompanied by a lecture so stiff it could walk on its own four
legs. I am now in big trouble, banned from the dining room and threatened with
Dad….
…Wait a
minute…threatened with **aheh** Dad???
And I was getting
worried! Heh, heh, heh…
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