Hello, ladies and gentlemen. As I mentioned yesterday, by the end of the week I hope to have pooed and reviewed the gentlemens' public lavatories at Liverpool Street station.
This week's choice Profanisaurus entry, then, has been chosen for its geographical location:
Brick Lane – 1. n. Bustling London thoroughfare running between Whitechapel High Street and Bethnal Green Road, which includes many exotic eateries amongst its attractions. 2. n. The narrow skin isthmus connecting the ringpiece with the knackers, which generally experiences peak traffic flow shortly after visits to the aforementioned spicy comestible establishments. Also tornado alley, smelly bridge, tintis, etc. 'Emergency hotline. Which service do you require?' 'Ambulance please, operator. There's been a terrible accident on Brick Lane.'
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