The curse of loft

What is hard to imagine though, given the skinnyness of the tie, is how I managed to get it into a 1970s champion-tucker-jenkins-uber-knot like this.

"It wasn't me Sir. It was Sharpy"
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"Tramps like us, baby we were born to code".
Surfing about and found this post from someone who has worked IKEA out as an fully immersive, 3D environmental adventure. I loathe IKEA, but periodically find myself back there. I cope by putting offensive messages in their suggestion box just before I leave. This always cheers me up enormously.
My favorite deposit was:
Don't even think for one minute we don't know what you are up to, you Swedish bastards.
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