Okay let's get the etiquette straight
I walk towards you, I nod
You nod back
Works all around the world
What doesn’t work, is, you stopping
Stopping is bad
It’s a protocol thing
One must never stop and engage one
You just don’t do it
I really don’t want to know about your corns
Don’t give a crap about your lumbago
The price of fish doesn’t interest me
Old Mrs Jones died this time
Sure she’ll be missed
Your wife’s having an affair
How are your corns
They really can be painful, I'm told
That lumbago
I could recommend a good chiropractor
The price of fish these days, shocking
Old Mrs Jones
God, I'll miss her
Is that my bust, bus
Need to rush.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2025 04:24
- Category: Humor
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Comments6
There is something too real about this to be poetry but at the same time too poetic to be real. I worry more when someone stops that they want my wallet. A good read and a fave
They always want something that you don't want.
Love the way this turns the corner and travels in reverse down a parallel path. An enjoyable read.
He was glad when his bust turned up, I mean bus.
My friend, this is comedy gold…deadpan and perfectly timed. The circular rhythm makes the absurdity feel like small talk turned existential. Well done and thanks for the much needed laugh. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
He doesn't go that way anymore. lol
Do we ever find out that price of fish?! lol. Strangely, in Biblical verses, it's some of the young women that are seen as busybodies, gossips, tittle-tattlers, etc. There are 'old wives tales' mentioned too. Is it the wives or the tales that are old, or both? lol.
Modern man is a woman now. lol
An old joke - probably. What can no man ever find out? It's quite impossible and never can be done. Answer: a woman's mind! heehee.
As i refine my eccentricity act, I'm working on my twitches...
One needs to work on their twitches in emergencies.
Fun words Paul and so very true.
Andy
Nodding in agreement.
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