The Well Being

The Well being . 

Tony is back.

Tony once spent time in a well. Well, it was not a nice time in the well. He was looking into the well and his wellies were wet and, well, hmmm, he fell in.

‘Well, well, well,’ Tony spoke out loud as he plunged 14 kilometres, down to bottom of the well and landed on his head and broke his fucking neck and he was dead. Well, that is not true. In fact, Tony was at the bottom of a well with no wellies and well, was in a bit of a pickle

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So what do you do at the bottom of a well, not feeling well? You call for help for your wellbeing.

Now – let’s get this well straight. The famous Tony has fallen into a well without his wellies and 14 kilometres down the well he shouts out ‘Hello, I do not feel well, and I am at the bottom of this well and well, it would be well welcome if you could get me out of this well.’

No point. Welling up tears, Tony, realises no one gives a shit about his well being in a well. Well, how about that!

(A short editorial break. Well, fuck me, I am going mad writing this. God help you trying to read it! I think, you will be cautious with that word ‘well’ so where was I welcome? Oh, we well welcome the well being of  Tony at the bottom of a well.)

Well, meanwhile, back in La la Land, well, Tony is in a well, and well fucked.

Okay. Look, or read this, or if you blind,  guide your fingers over the screen as I done this also brolle, er, sorry must feel that again, hah – Brolly. It was, well, actually, an instant hit. Blind people could feel up the newspaper without getting wet.

Well, hmm, Tony is getting well pathetic.  ‘Can anyone hear me, as I am well fucked in this well without my wellies.’

Well, it is exactly at this point that neither the writer, nor the reader, gives a fuck about his wellbeing.

Next week, Tony is on the International Space Station attempting do the first porno film in zero gravity.

I predict a riot

The END