BETTY and THE BIG FIDDLE
Betty meets a depressed gypsy hiding behind a big fiddle
Betty: Why don't you play some Mozart for me you cool gypsy hunk
Gypsy: Ah yes, Mozart is my soul, but... nobody appreciates me playing (cries)
Betty: How come? the music of such a big sexy fiddle must be fabulous
Gyspy: Well,...people say it sounds like the noise of two turtles making love
Betty: Really? How fascinating! why don't you play us a charming little tune?
Gypsy: All right then, but you will have to go some distance, because it's very loud- three days walking usually does it
Betty: ai, that sounds like breaking up
Gypsy: Yes- but beauty and pain go together very well
Betty: but I don't like saying goodbye to people
Gypsy: You are just like the others Betty (depressed)
silence
Betty: Do you like sport?
Gypsy: (long silence)
Betty: Why don't you try playing the flute?
Gypsy: (long silence)
Betty: Oops all right then,....cheerio!
posted by Betty Bras @ Thursday, June 22, 2006
DETECTIVE ANNIE MACBAIN by Prof. Perwinkle
1 Comments:
Dear Professor Periwinkle or the other Person you have become
It IS hard. At the treshold of an ERA where everything changes without giving notice to anybody, one does better get a brain transplant or else die. Since you have chosen the high noble way, I expect your wonderful renaissance to be very succesful. So I hope that we will see you tonight all refreshed and completely reboothed like a new born computer. or a baby. or a tabula rasa. Depends on what you feel like
To sign in you need to go to www.blogger.com and sign in with all your information> then some direction will pop up, like go to dashboard or something and the whole Betty Bras world will open up. But we will discuss it after your little operation.
Will they replace your ears as well? I hope because your tea pouring might have stopped in the mean time
well, all the best and till soon
your all encouraging
Betty
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