Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Inflatable transvestite

The first part of my night was halted by the vigorous shaking of my wife trying to wake me up as I shouted at the top of my voice. 
This followed me shouting after my dog that had chased our cats out of our garden into the paddock full of sheep. 

Once over the shock and back to sleep I was ironing a black all in one suit. No ordinary suit, this one was inflated and a batman outfit made for a transvestite. 
The transvestite was standing over me and casting a critical eye over my ironing skills. 

He was in his pants in full makeup, wig and painted nails and kept shaking his head at me. In the end I just picked up the suit and threw it at him. 


                  
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