Thursday, January 11, 2007

Stop press: Jim's smalls

It's troubling to return to this subject so quickly after the last posting but having checked on the progress of the washing downstairs it seems that Jim must have indeed managed to sneak some item of his underclothes in with the saddle cloths as the washing machine, clearly overfaced with such a gargantuan task as getting Jim's pants clean, has leaked all over the floor. Just what what we need in the middle of the rainy season: more water.

4 comments:

westtip said...

Is this illustration really of Jim, or is this the sight which greeted him at 6am on Saturday 30th December as the bemused owner of the house outside which he had dossed down for the night came to investigate the rain-sodden and semi-frozen tramp at his door?

lestertoo said...

What a lovely coloured pair of pants. Surely that is not Jim, he is not that well endoured!And anyway I'm told he wears those frumpy old grey & black ones like Homer Simpson wears, you know, with that bit in the front that takes forever to get your willie out of to do a wee. A packet of wine gums to anyone who can guess the model.

MersonPerson100 said...

Jim was told he could sleep in the Porsche however he chose to park his sorry arse in the porch. Following a long conversation with the Police, I was informed that it was not worth pressing charges.

Yes, you guessed it, I am the bemsed owner of the doss house. Jim, never darken my door again...

problemwalrus said...

The picture of the Walrus unsurprisingly gets my "seal" of approval.The picture of the underpants reminds me we have a friend who used to live near the village of Upper Thong in the Peak District.