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Mar. 23rd, 2007 05:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baloonworldDid I metion the hidious trauma of queueing that I suffered through on the way to the experiment?
While I was queueing, I composed a little song. It is made in equal parts from queuing too long and lower back pain from queuing too long, and watching the people arround me queue for too long and then, having experianced the pain of queueing for too long, take as long as possible once they got to the front:
I'm going to punch you in the face,
and if you keep moving;
I'll punch you in the face some more.
I'm going to punch you in the face,
until you stop moving;
And then I'll punch you in the face some more.
There was more too it, in a similar vain. The rest is, fortunately, lost.
It is dedicated to the guy who annoyed me in the queue for the KLM desk in Amsterdam, the queue for the Air france desk in Amsterdam, the Hotel reception queue in Amsterdam, the queue to get onto the flight from Amsterdam to Paris (but not during the security checks at Paris CDG), on the air france flight from Amsterdam to Paris and in Paris CDG, where I lost him for good.
While I was queueing, I composed a little song. It is made in equal parts from queuing too long and lower back pain from queuing too long, and watching the people arround me queue for too long and then, having experianced the pain of queueing for too long, take as long as possible once they got to the front:
I'm going to punch you in the face,
and if you keep moving;
I'll punch you in the face some more.
I'm going to punch you in the face,
until you stop moving;
And then I'll punch you in the face some more.
There was more too it, in a similar vain. The rest is, fortunately, lost.
It is dedicated to the guy who annoyed me in the queue for the KLM desk in Amsterdam, the queue for the Air france desk in Amsterdam, the Hotel reception queue in Amsterdam, the queue to get onto the flight from Amsterdam to Paris (but not during the security checks at Paris CDG), on the air france flight from Amsterdam to Paris and in Paris CDG, where I lost him for good.
