On the walk to work the other morning, I caught a young lad doing a bit of spray-painting on a wall near the office.
“That’s looking grand,” I remarked, “I’ll have to take a photograph when it’s finished.”
“Thanks,” he said, ” It’s looking a lot better than it did yesterday. I went a bit off-piste and the woman was starting to look like a guy.”
“Well, she’s looking fine now.”
“She is. I blame it on the music I was listening to while I was working.”
“Oh Yeah?” I asked him.
“Yeah. I was listening to Aerosmith,” he told me with a smile. “Dude Looks Like a Lady.”
“Ara musha,” I said. I shook my head and was back on my way.