Finally solved two problems in one go:
using the flat shield of the ramshackle
impostor of a footrest as a backrest on
my James-Bond movie chair, thus no
more enforced descents into the Hades
beneath my desk to put the ramshackle
thing together again
No more backache on my torturous chair,
designed to kill the enemy slowly until
the clamps give out and the enemy is
squashed against the side of the desk –
now chair and footrest have been set aside,
all that’s left is the deadly freezing
orgone gas in the air-con vents which
threatens to relieve us of our toes and
feet through dangerous frostbite as the
cold air stream is turned full-throttle
on our legs and feet
But it is time to tackle WHO and their food
problem rules too – I thought I would catch
tips on how to die legally, but death through
food-borne disease has been outlawed also…
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