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Thursday, February 16, 2006

Tori-NO!

One of those too ghastly moments when one wishes the aisles would open and just swallow one, fits of giggles and all ....

1515hrs, Wednesday, Safeway: Unchained the gang from their stalwart scrubbing and sweeping for a rewarding junkie comfort food binge.

Down to Safeway where we made straight for the Ben & Jerry.

Impossible to miss her, costly tan, bouncy gait, immaculately clad in natty Olympic leisure gear, red and blue piping topped off with matching bonnet, every second thread proclaiming "Torino".

A leetle fleshy round the jowels but in good nick "for her age", as the horrid children waspishly allowed.

Our downfall was having had a good giggle over NBC's pretentious use of 'Torino', made worse by a witty comment on that morning's NPR on the same subject.

As we queued to pay, les jeunes checked the aisles for her whereabouts before launching into loud and vulgar joshing:

  • Torino!
  • Firenze!
  • Roma!
  • Toscana
  • Napoli
  • Sicilia
  • Sardegna
  • Piemonte
  • Shrouda

    Shrouda?

    "Shrouda di Torino!"

    More hoots of unseemly laughter, horrid creatures, all the while looking out for our TargĂ©-clad athlète d'un certain age.

    A nudge and a nod to look derrière - ulp, blush.

    There behind us in Bonnie's queue was the butt of our childish hilarity.


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