Previous entry: « À venir... |
Next entry: Scenes from the Thursday edition of Taboo » |
Perhaps perhaps perhaps
Mr Unnamed Cybercafé Employee sang to me as I paid him for my time online. He sang to me as he gave me my change. He sang goodbye to me. Next time, I have been informed, I shall be forced to sing Brassens' pornographer of phonographs song, so I must hurry up and learn the lyrics.
srah - Thursday, 23 January 2003 - 8:45 PM
Tags: music
Trackback Pings
TrackBack URL for this entry:
http://www.srah.net/mt421/mt-pings.cgi/1715
