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My email's playing silly buggers on and off again, just in case you've sent something and are wondering why I haven't replied. But keep trying!
posted by Ms Bomana @ 9:06 pm
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Sunday, September 11, 2005
About Me
- Name: Ms Bomana
- Location: ex Bomana, National Capital District (ie Port Moresby), Papua New Guinea
was here in PNG as an AVI (Australian Volunteer) for 2 years, teaching at a Catholic girls high school just outside of Moresby.
4 Comments:
I got creative one night last week, when you posted that you needed some cheering up and emailed it to you. Not sure if it got there so I'll stick it in here.....
Just Pretend that somthing sneaked up behind you and made you jump by saying Boo! and then you turned around only to see a small fluffy white mouse, with big ears a long tail, and waving a flag with a picture of Leo Sayer on it,(the one where he's walking upside down on the ceiling kicking the light). to your surprise, the mouse then starts singing "you make me feel like dancing", which he does, until he sees your cat.
Drop flag, run like hell.
The cat flys in from stage left landing on the rapidly discarded Leo Sayer Flag, which in turn slips out from under its feet, sending the cat off balance,carreering headlong into a pile of Bilums and Tribal masks, which the fluffy white mouse found quite amusing, whilst looking over his shoulder in full flight.
Unfortunately, a running mouse shouldn't look behind them, as this renders its forward vision somewhat impaired, and the big blue ball really should've been something a small fluffy white mouse could see, and in turn, avoid.
Alas, no.
full force impact with ball, rapid change of direction, elevated level of Rodentary concern.
The cat is now amused, peering though the eyes of the tribal mask it has found itself under, and lines up for a fluffy mouthful of mousey floss, He loses eye contact with the directionally challanged Dancing rodent for a moment, as he trys to free himself from the mask (as the mouth wasn't designed to line up with a cat's mouth whilst looking through the eye holes, Quick thinker, this cat...)
In this split second, the skidding and bouncing mouse slides under the increasingly troublesome Leo Sayer Flag, and, as literary licence would have it, his head tore through it protruding in the place where the singers face should be...
Leo Sayer, Large whiteman afro with a mouse's face... scary...
Cat regains eye contact, but is not expecting Mr Sayer to have taken the mouse's side so actively. Elevated level of feline concern....
Having seen the look of aprehension in the cats puzzled face, he shouts ( as loud as a mouse can) BOO!!! Startled, the cat jumps (as high as a cat can, straight up) and deftly clings to the blades of the ceiling fan, which is unfortunately on, catapulting (get it? CATapult?) mr cat out the open window, and into the neighbouring house's washing.
Needless to say, this made our fluffy white mouse feel like dancing again, but thinks better of it incase that puddy tat returns, as he'd probably be a bit cranky.
Mr mouse picks up his flag, waves it in your direction and dissapears as quietly and quickly as he came, paying close attention to the location of the bouncy blue ball, and ducking through a hole in the woven matt, (the one strategically hidden under the thong, as you didn't want Pia to find it)
Some what amused, you return to what you had been previously doing, contemplating your navel.
(no animals were harmed in the writing of this email)
Oh my!!! I think you've had a bigger night on the turps than I did, schmicky schmouse! Ever thought of a career as Dali's moustache?
(thanks for the chuckles, xxx L)
I'll have you know i was completely sober and that purely the fault of my unusual mind.
Captain Smollet has finally left the building...
Please shut the door on your way out. I hope whatever green pastures you're wandering in are nice. You'll probably bump into Spike Milligan soon. Send my regards.
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