Monday 23 December 2019

DAMN SANTA!






Hello everyone and Happy Christmas.*

It's only two days to Christmas Day and everyone is busy. THE CURMUDGEONS INC.ⓒ decided to run some features on Christmas and how the blogging community is coping with the responsibilities that this great festival entails. We've come up with the idea of interviewing each person behind the blogs but, due to time constraints have limited this to the blogs leader. In Richard's case this is Richard himself who will delegate for the other 'personalities' in his consortium.
It might prove easier with Robert and his blogs as they never seem to run concurrently with each new one overwriting the one that's gone before. The current infestation manifestation is ROBERT THE SINNER but, going by previous history this is likely to be deleted anytime soon which will save us the bother of an interview. THE CURMUDGEON will delegate for the other members of THE CURMUDGEONS INC.ⓒ


☎☎☎  RING RING RING RING RING RING RING RING RING RING  ☎☎☎

(Voice)  "Oh the Grand Old Duke of York. He Had 10,000 m....."


THE CURMUDGEON: Richard? Is that you? Can you....

RICHARD (of RBB): "He marched them up to the top of the hill and he marched them down again"

THE CURMUDGEON: (sotto voce) Fuck!

RICHARD (of RBB): Pronto!

THE CURMUDGEON: Hi, Richard. Remember that we had this call scheduled. we ....

RICHARD (of RBB): Buon Natale stellato stiamo mangiando trippa e gelatina per il tè vuoi unirti a noi?

THE CURMUDGEON: Umm, yeah, great, sounds lovely. Can we get on with it?

RICHARD (of RBB): Jasper viaggia a miglia x all'ora e penso che il gatto abbia preso le mie pantofole, io ...

THE CURMUDGEON: Wha...? Richard. Richard. RICHARD!

RICHARD (of RBB): What?

THE CURMUDGEON: That's better. Are you feeling alright?

RICHARD (of RBB):I'm not feeling too good myself...

THE CURMUDGEON: Yeah, yeah 'Feelin' Alright - Three Dog Night. I've got the album. We need to discuss Christmas. How have your preparations gone this year?

RICHARD (of RBB):

Ah Natale. Beh, ovviamente quest'anno non abbiamo Zia e non ci sono molte persone che ci si aspetta. George e la sua ragazza sono in Australia e molti della famiglia festeggeranno altrove. Robert ha spaventato i più piccoli con la sua religione e le sue cazzate e il gatto è fuggito. Lo zio Steve sta arrivando, quindi è una benedizione e una maledizione come senza dubbio lui porterà un po 'di spazzatura dalla punta che vuole regalarci. Intendiamoci, Robert pensa che invece di portare la spazzatura in punta regalandola come regalo sia molto cristiana, forse forse mi manca qualcosa eh? Ho i miei soliti vecchietti che hanno a che fare con il portare i vicini in chiesa, all'ospedale, al caseificio, al negozio di scommesse e al bordello, quindi non sarò in grado di incazzarmi con il vino come mi piace, forse aspetterò fino a dopo mezzanotte (bravo Miles Davis lo segue) e poi un paio. Malato ...

THE CURMUDGEON: Umm, Richard? Richard? RICHARD!

RICHARD (of RBB): Che cosa?

THE CURMUDGEON: Never mind. Hey! Happy Holidays!

RICHARD (of RBB): Gracie. Saluti.

THE CURMUDGEON: Yeah, chow.


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I think we'll leave it there for now, Maybe this wasn't such a good idea,








*If I was talking directly to Robert (The Sinner) I'd say "Happy Holidays" because I know that annoys him.

Anyway Robert - here's a song for you:   SINNERMAN - NINA SIMONE

1 comment:

Richard (of RBB) said...

I think that TC needed an afternoon sleep.