This happened at three in the morning
Sproing! Sproing!! His mind was sluggish at three in the morning and his eyes sleepy-laden. He slowly opened them and saw his navel peeping out of his unbuttoned night-suit shirt. ‘I’m lying down,’ he thought, ‘how can I see my own navel?’ He thought he was still dreaming and pulling himself out of his bed...
The two rats and the tweet girl
I wonder if I should call this post a story of two loafers… or just one brave girl who just did what she thought was correct. Well, I think the newspapers are too full of both these categories. We have loafers, scammers, thieves, burglars, law-breakers, eve-teasers, rapists, and thousands of their type hopping and popping...
