creature

this window cleaning lark's alright. i can see it being a bit of a killer in winter mind.
stan's a funny old sod. keeps repeating himself all the time. i think he's short terms memory is going though. still, he's a demon with a shammy leather. and he's runs up and down them ladders like a demented chimp. he's fucking fearless. where i'll do a window up top and have to come down and move my ladder to get to the next window across, stan'll just fucking grab onto the guttering or a drain pipe and swing across like a mad creature. holding on with one hand. and he looks like a mad creature too. he's got long shaggy white hair, long fingernails, big red lips, chalky white skin, a tatty old rugby top that he reckons brings him good luck, three quarter length shorts and national health specs. from a distance he looks like some sort of demonic scarecrow. then there's his eating and drinking habits. all he does is drink coke and eat mars bars all day long. i said to him the other day, "you want to watch all that coke you drink stan, it'll rot your teeth." he just smiled, revealing the ugliest decayed set of canines I'd ever seen.