Now it all Makes Sense

Nell: How can anyone let their hair get like that?

Me: Dog Marley was made that way. In fact he might even be Hungarian.

Nell: Hungarian? Don’t be ridiculous. He’s from Jamaica.

Me: He might be putting on a Jamaican accent. It goes with his music.

Nell: Nonsense.

Me: Anyone can do that. Even you.

Nell: I don’t do accents.

Me: Ok. I’m going to ask you a question and you answer with ‘beer can’.

Nell: I don’t like beer.

Me: What’s David’s favourite food?

Nell: Beer can.

Me: Beer can sandwiches to be exact. See, we’re both talking like Jamaicans.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: At least the dreadlocks are keeping Dog Marley warm now the weather’s changed.

Nell: Don’t start talking about the weather. I’ve been listening to ‘Sunshine Reggae’ all morning.

Me: I knew you’d enjoy it.

Nell: Not intentionally. Gladys asked Dog Marley to accompany Glide with Gladys.

Me: Was it good?

Nell: I have no idea. I’ve better things to do than watch Llamas limboing.

Me: I’m surprised they can.

Nell: Llamas are much bendier than people think.

Me: Poppy seems attached to her dreadlocks.

Nell: It’s the hat she likes. The dreadlocks come with it.

Me: Yours doesn’t.

Nell: Rupert made mine. Poppy got hers from somewhere else.

Me: At least that explains the Beefies.

Nell: What do you mean?

Me: I was wondering how they kept their dreadlocks on.

Nell: Don’t tell me they’ve got them too.

Me: Of course they have. Now I know they’re attached to their hats it all makes sense.

Nell: Naughty Nigel has a lot to answer for. Where is he?

Me: Asleep on the yellow chair.

Nell: I think I might join him.

Me: I’m not sure there’s room for two.

Nell: For a sleep.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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