Wednesday, April 29, 2015
He wore a red shirt.
He always did.
'It's the only way to know there's not a bull stalking you ready to gore'
He'd regularly say.
'But then if there is one you'll be the first gored' I'd reply.
'Exactly, I've been gored three times on land, and once on a cruise, it's a small price to pay for knowing for sure that if you were going to be gored there's a good change it'll already have happened' he'd state.
'A bull on a cruise, that's interesting' I'd ponder.
And that's how the Red Coats lost the war of independence.
YOU'VE BEEN HISTORYIED!