Perch?

Posted on by J&L

18 October, 2023

I wish I hadn’t written about the head-landing seagull. J read it and now I can’t look at her. Every time I do she laughs like a drain. Guffaws even. Women do not have any idea how threatening men find guffawing women. And she has taken to calling me Perch. I just can’t figure that one out. She said if I just can’t figure it out then perhaps, I should try a little harder. This all leaves me without a leg to stand on. J says I need to follow two simple rules: stay away from using the word ‘just’, and remember that perches don’t need legs. Actually, I keep thinking of absolutely cutting replies but always after the moment has passed.  And as everyone knows, a rejoinder delayed is a rejoinder denied.

Actually, I bet that actually won’t survive Mrs Redpen.

 I have decided to sulk.