My shame arises not from the fact that I was watching television simply to kill some time as my body readied itself for nocturnal shut-down. No! What worries me is that I laughed. Out loud. At least six times. Even the stupid chicken cannon, spattering Byron and Karlheinz with all manner of ick, forced an eruption of noise sharp and sudden enough to startle the kitty.
Good Grief! The Many Shames of Young Geoffrey, Part XXXVII
My shame arises not from the fact that I was watching television simply to kill some time as my body readied itself for nocturnal shut-down. No! What worries me is that I laughed. Out loud. At least six times. Even the stupid chicken cannon, spattering Byron and Karlheinz with all manner of ick, forced an eruption of noise sharp and sudden enough to startle the kitty.
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