Saturday, 14 December 2013

Fluffy beard

I had parked my car outside of my house and was getting out when my wife jumped in the drivers seat and told me I hadn't parked it correctly. 
I sat in the passenger seat while she moved the car back and forth a few times. 

I stepped out of the car and found that we were now parked in the middle of a shopping centre. 

Walking around the centre a man was painting a shop. 
I approached him and he started talking to me. I couldn't hear what he was saying because I was totally transfixed on his beard. 

It was white and fluffy and resembled a cats fur. I starred at it wondering why it was so white and soft looking. 
My wife grabbed my arm and led me away. 

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