Dear future hubster,
I sometimes forget what a great friend good old Jason is. But then come cloudy Sundays,when it's only him and me and the ironing, and I suddenly all pieces fall into place.
(Who am I kidding, there is no ironing with Jason around, but some serious serenades, to the infinite joy of my elderly neighbours. I have the same problems with Bruce the Boss. I watched my social media course while ironing, really.)
I sometimes forget what a great friend good old Jason is. But then come cloudy Sundays,when it's only him and me and the ironing, and I suddenly all pieces fall into place.
(Who am I kidding, there is no ironing with Jason around, but some serious serenades, to the infinite joy of my elderly neighbours. I have the same problems with Bruce the Boss. I watched my social media course while ironing, really.)
Ummm, are we the same person?! (Apologies for spamming the blog, but I’ve fallen deep into this hubster-black hole)
ReplyDeleteWhat worries me more is: do we have the same future unknown hubster??
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