I `ad one of those tree `ugging, amplified buskers in my cab the other day. `e `ad a folder full of songs about saving the planet with something `e called "renewable energy". `e looked well miffed, as if all `e`d got in `is `at was a brass farthing. I said, "Morning Justin. You look like you`ve `ad a bad busk today. Your batteries run out or something?" `e said, "No, Jim. I don`t use batteries, I depend upon wind to turn this little propeller and sunshine on my solar panels." I said, "But it`s been pissing down all day. `e said, "Tell me about it!!" Whaddam I Like??
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