John's talking to someone in the kitchen. I don't know who, but they're about eight feet tall, whoever they are. I swear to god they came right through the wall. They're not like Jeeves, or the fridge, or the car. They're not replicas of
anything.
Also-
It sounded like John was selling them something.
And then the blog suddenly inexplicably cuts off for a year.
ReplyDeleteI think Ben kicked the bucket.