One dark night a few years ago (and every night before and after that) Mr. Parfenix got pecked-up on Shrink Drink and walked back and forth on the setting concrete just outside his building. Why did Mr. P vandalise work that he ordered contractors to do? Let's just say that he refused to pay those contractors, claiming negligence on their part, allowing a pigeon to walk back and forth, leaving foot-prints behind forever. Mr. P won his Small Claims Court hearing. (Only because Judge Rummy lives in his building) In a very peculiar and mostly pathetic way, Mr. Parfenix might just be a Master-Mind. |
Poppycock I say! What a load of malarkey. Prove it.
ReplyDeletePoppycock is a good name for you. Parfenix Poppycock the Third.
DeleteMr. Mularky also
ReplyDeleteThose prints look like dance moves!
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