And that is why, M’lud…

I’ve just spent several hours describing in precise legal language (with accompanying documentation) why my deadbeat ex-flatmate (who still owes me over a thousand dollars and who I last encountered late at night on Abel Smith St as he ran past me and Brett with a look of bug-eyed dread dawning on his face) is an absolute cnut who deserves to have his testicles shaved away with a lemon zester. Phew! I’ll drop it off at the District Tribunal on Wednesday.


2 Responses to “And that is why, M’lud…”

  1. Bravo! The only thing that feels better than schadenfreude is merkwürdigliebe.

    Of course, cash is nice too.

  2. Damn, those Germans have a word for everything!

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