Me. Where have you been?
Box. I can't tell you?
Me. Why not?
Box. Cos if I told you I'd have to kill you?
Me. Charming, after all the care I've given you, feeding you paper, bottles and cans and this is the way you treat me!
Box. Sorry that is the code of the black box, we digest all your rubbish then your never sure where we go with it. Does it go to landfill or for recycling!!!!
Me. Hrmph, then maybe I shall starve you?
Box. Then you will feel guilty for not doing your bit!
Me. I will take it myself!
Box. Adding to your already large carbon footprint.
Me. I see you've got me over a 'blackbox'!
Box. Thats the way I like it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
4 comments:
The black box is tight lipped about where he has been huh;) At least it knew it's way home....
Ha! And box has a lid! He must be a deluxe version, no lids around here :-)
So I wonder where he went on his adventure? It would make a good Attenborough film "the secret life of boxes". They are usually so secretive, yours obviously has a sense of adventure.... ours is a wimp and just sits under the bench in the back garden looking "wet". Maybe it needs "spaying" - not sure how you do this to a box, but it may help it's wander-lust!
Your all as mad as me!!!!! lol!!!
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