Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Saturday 23 February 2013

An Occupational Joke

When a printer is sent away to work as forced labour,
he tells his wife:
'When I write to you,
true accounts will be written in black,
but lies will be in red.
His first letter ran: "Everything here is fine,
the work is good, the people marvellous,
my accommodation luxurious -
there is even an ice-skating rink. 
The only problem is that
I am unable to buy red ink.'

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