If only she had capped her chimney.
I’ve just been reading through the blogs over at IGN, and I came across a fantastic entry which describes a pamphlet given to the author by a chimney sweep. It’s hilarious. It goes as follows:
“This is not a joke pamphlet. It was actually handed to me be a chimney sweep last year — and I only just now rediscovered it again and scanned it. Apart from looking like the soulless and much too matter-of-fact drawings in airplane safety pamphlets, I just can’t help but laugh out loud when I see the shit (literally) that happens to this troubled woman:It’s raining into her chimney. Leaves are falling into her chimney. A squirrel is crumbling nuts into her chimney. Embers are escaping her chimney and setting the roof AND her favorite fir tree on fire. A bat is flying into her chimney. A skunk is running down her chimney, farting as it hones in on a bird nest that some naughty swallows have built right above the flu. Below the nest: a family of dirty mice. To make things even worse, a racoon is stealing heat; impudently warming its tail as draft, smell or noise lines escaping the chimney let the poor lady know that something’s not right.
But the final insult to all this injury is the pigeon on top. Not content to compete with the swallows and build another fire hazard nest, this gray little bastard is actually casually leaning back to take a crap down the shaft.
If only she hadn’t wasted her money on that purple cashmere turtleneck sweater! If only she had capped her chimney.
If only she had capped her chimney.”
Original blog entry can be found here. I didn’t just link to it, as it contains a whole bunch of other stuff that wasn’t relevant.
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