blames of peacock in the rum
Dear Reader,
It was a rainy day today in the morning, I had good music
on the road and a gentle rain....It washed over me when I gave a break on the way...
the sea gulls were not around in my usual stop...
normally I saw them usually they walk as couples and talk with one another
they munch on the things left around by the visitors..
a piece of french fry a left over burger, crumbles of chips
they are very talkative, and when I stop there to go to bathroom
on my way I join their conversation even there are people around
once when I was heading back to my car I saw these two again quacking with one another
and I started talking with them "whats up George?, why are you complaining about Mandy?"
as I was talking with the sea gulls i did not realized that a bus full of youngsters probably students of some sort (I guess they were cadets) were chilling behind and heard
my conversation with the sea gulls
I heard a great laugh from my back and I responded laughing back ha ha ha
because at the time we had established that "mandy" has a never ending bickering and shopping sprees
which are making George mad, and how its difficult to hold on to the nuts outside in Canada's nature because of Squirrels.. in the conversation
I turned waved my hand to the laughing crowd and bowed
your morning jester
yip yip....
reader I need my sleep and rest
see you later
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