Tuesday, 19 February 2013

If household objects could talk.

From the left:

Shit, I mean what is the point of it all?
Ooo I say.
Er . . . I wonder if I left the gas on?

So, you got a problem then?

Yes — in fact we all have as we were made in the twentieth century, him at the end, possibly in the nineteenth: meaning we are all destined to become landfill, whatever the guy who brought you downstairs told you.

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