Letting Go: The Icing On The Cake
My friend Jon is a nice looking bloke – indeed he’s a nice bloke. Genuine and down to earth he is also intelligent, and knows it, but uneducated, and knows that too. He’s also a greedy pig.
I was in my bed for ten minutes having a rest, whilst wiling away the time contemplating the chocolate eclair he offered. They had been two boxes for the price of one, four eclairs for a quid. Eventually I gave in to my desire and got up.
In the lounge I found Jon lost in how to learn assembly language web sites at the computer and two empty eclair boxes on the table. He is a greedy pig.