Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero…
Posted: July 7th, 2005 | Author: Anders | Filed under: Life | Comments Off
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero – scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego! (The Cult “Breathe”)
The other day my friends at work did the most amazing thing. Either they feel they’ll miss me when I leave in three weeks… or they’ve started celebrating allready. Either way, they decided to let me in and got me this kick ass bouquet! Usually I’m no fan of flowers. When flowers die I die with them. But when these flowers go beyond the realms of death I will sing a song and remember them forever and ever. Oh, dear – this is what flowers are supposed to be like! Not just flowers, but… FloweRs! With a capital “F” (and a capital “R”, oops).
Also, the clever geezers figured out I can’t roam the earth in my worn out converse high tops and Dr Martens so they got me a cool pair of sandals!
Now, please tell me why I’m leaving these people…