…I can kind of see myself doing that, but a bigger mirror would help My managers are so out of touch they think I’m really good at role-modelling good hand-sanitising habits. I’m actually plotting against them. A REBEL WITHOUT A … Continue reading My Boss Told Me I Need to Watch My Drinking
Some say I got a bad attitude, but that don’t change the way I feel about you Who’s ever been in a relationship they can’t get out of? We’ve all been there, the kind of relationship that causes you a … Continue reading I Hate Everything About You
We’ll see about that I didn’t get where I am today without spending hours on end, sitting on my arse, staring out the window. Nor did I get this far by being anything less than a passionate advocate of the … Continue reading My Therapist Reckons I Have a Preoccupation With Vengeance
Warning, this story could bore you to fears As I laid in bed this morning, not knowing what to do with myself, I wondered how is it that in a universe of infinite wonder, we allow ourselves to become so … Continue reading It Bores Me When People Say They’re Bored
There’s more than one way to take off a mask Up until a couple of months ago, I was making my way through life as a part-time psych nurse, part-time writer. Odd combination I know, but trust me it works. … Continue reading Cutting Bras in Half to Make Face Masks Will Only Ever Result in You Looking Like a Right Tit
A story of sex, drugs and sausage rolls Accordian to rumours some people doubt my ability to open a story with a music-related pun followed by the lyrics of the song ‘Uptown Funk’ all jammed into one opening paragraph. Don’t … Continue reading How Come There’s a Highway to Hell but Only a Stairway to Heaven?
I C U! Rest assured when I say I’m not the kind of writer to wave the world’s worries around willy nilly, nor am I the kind of wordsmith to waste my time with word-play, such shenanigans make no sentence … Continue reading Who’s Been Putting the Panic in Pandemic?
Is this what you get when you cross a joke with a rhetorical question? To those people that accuse me of being a long-haired dirty-footed hippy who’s never more than an arms-length away from a glass of wine, all I … Continue reading About Me — Lee Serpa Azevado
Living with ‘To Rest Syndrome’ I’m not the kind of writer to throw my weights around willy nilly. Do I do gym puns? No weigh! Nor do I believe making jokes about treadmills will get me anywhere. So basically, if … Continue reading How to Be the Ultimate Slacker
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