Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Cobble rhymes with hobble.

Be careful when you run on cobblestones when it is raining and you are soaking because you were too arrogant to bring the raincoat and thought you'd be fine with the badass looking leather coat and you get distracted checking yourself out in a puddle to see if your hair is looking matted (it wasn't).

Sometimes these stories end badly, like when you slip on the stones and fall in the mirror-like puddle, making a glorious fool of yourself and getting dirty all at the same time.

Occasionally these stories continue happily, when you pick yourself up and get offered a towel by a jumper wearing student, who sits you down in a foyer and helps you laugh it off.

There's no moral to this story, just try not to trip next time.

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