I woke up this morning knowing that I had a days work of working on my accounts to look forward to, which made getting out of bed hard work. Until I opened the curtain. A slight frost was on the car windscreen, but the sky was clear and blue. I'm now crunching numbers, and thankfully I am making money, whilst looking enviously at the people on the golf course outside my office window.
Crazy things on e bay. World cup final tickets, 10 grand each. There must be some very rich and very stupid people out there. 10 grand to watch a game of rugby ? I love the game, but that's plain daft.
3 comments:
10 grand each?! Why, that's the approximate the cost of my future face lift(s)!
ha ha...ten grand! there's one born every minute. I read somewhere that you can book the rolling stones to play for you for six million. Who'd pay that to hear Mick drone on and on and on....he's not even a looker these days, just a jumping scrotum on legs
BB, save the face lift, spend it when the top shelf heads south !
emma, now I know what to do with that spare 6 mill I've got lying around
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