Um, so, like... now do I get my parade, or... ?
LZ I am happy to be so eloquently jabbed with such poetic flair.
And ::ahem:: I must say, I actually ventured over to the museum on that fine day with the sole intent of taking this screen shot, so as to share it here and insodoing, lament the challenges I have endured whilst trying to find the elusive (
to me, anyway) prehistoric scapula.
Perhaps I can display my new badge, in place of the prehistoric scapula which I apparently shall never find, with pride and honour in the lovely local museum ... maybe with a plaque if I’m lucky.
Oh, and does the badge come with the rocking chair, or do I have to supply that myself? Cuz... that kinda sounds like work to me...
Yours in pompous laziness,
R. G.