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Owly, and the chaps

July 19th, 2007 (09:09 pm)

I am happy today. My Owly art is back from the framery, and on my wall. This is a good thing.

And in other news, civilization makes a comeback:

The Chap Olympics, however, has grown unstoppably since its inception in 2004. They have even had to adapt to such caddish 21st century customs as cheating by introducing random moustache testing. "If you can't be genuine in your facial accoutrements," explains Temple, "how can you possibly wear cufflinks with conviction?"

"Drug and alcohol testing?" he adds, somewhat bemused. "We are sponsored by Hendrick's Gin. The more the merrier."

The Chaps' sports "injuries" are similarly novel. "Raconteur's wrist," says Arbuthnot, waving his hand theatrically. "Dreadful business."

Only the elite few, of course, can ascend to the ranks of the Chap Olympians. Temple ignores vulgarities like athletic ability. "There is the tie, the trouser creases, so many factors."

"Trainers?!" he splutters. "I can't even begin to express how - on every level - they are wrong. If you must engage in sporting activity, and I can't really see why that would be necessary, old-fashioned white canvas plimsolls are perfectly adequate. Or brogues with a strong sole."


Posted by: mendori (mendori)
Posted at: July 20th, 2007 02:39 am (UTC)

Why do I suddenly have an urge to see you do a Hop, Skip and a G&T? In full gear.

Posted by: mendori (mendori)
Posted at: July 20th, 2007 02:40 am (UTC)

Though your sport might just be boulders. There have been a few times that could I figure out how to administer a slap via google talk, you would have had one, simply out of sport.

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