Beached whale in school -insert whale noise here-
Effing hell.
I could’ve sworn the time stated in the timetable was 8am!
So now I’m stranded in school like a beached pilot whale, at a loss at what to do for one hour. Well, I could talk about the weather… Bleak weather but I love it.
Anyways, I’m not so sure how often we have to update this blog of ours so I’ll just go for the ‘blog-when you’re-up-for-it’ thing.
Right…
So my Storyboarding & Storytelling lecturer (I can hear mum saying this, “They’re not called teachers now. They’re lecturers!” I hear you ma.) has a name.
Yes. And his name is Mr Leslie.
When I returned home, I happily announced to the family that my lecturer’s name is… yes, Mr Leslie and that he’s cool etc. etc.
And that’s when I hear my youngest sister saying, “Nurse Leslie!” and to that, everyone started guffawing.
Who or what is this ‘Nurse Leslie’?
That’s Nurse Leslie, the pink Nurse Shark.
He’s the camp nurse in the show, ‘Camp Lazlo’ and he goes from place to place on his swivel chair because he’s sat down for too long and hence lost the use of his legs. Oh, and he speaks in a monotonous voice so that just adds to the hilarity of the character.
I love Nurse Leslie.
Note: I have received intelligence that I need to blog only once a week. Schmank you.
i’m leaving comments on everone’s site cause i’m faced with the effects of boredom. saw you had a beatle shirt on, tuesday. so who’s your favourite beatle? big fan here!