Vintage Rumour – Flea Pit

There’s one Fashion Features writer who freely admits to being mad as a fooking bicycle and the silly scribe’s mind has started to play some devilish tricks. The daft get was busy tapping away on some erudite tome, when suddenly he jumped up from his chair. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” Said his rotund colleague. “Christ alive! We’ve got flacking fleas – there are fleas on my desk! I’ve just heard them…” After they checked every inch of his desk and, ermm, listened a bit, both parties realised there were no fleas at all, just a piece of paper. A piece of everyday paper, that normal people find on their desks, that was catching on his computer as he typed. Eh? Looks like the flacking flea freak needs electro shock therapy.