If I should die before I wake, I leave all my wordly goods to a research institute for the common cold, and my body to DT - for which no doubt he will be very grateful. (Doorbell rings. "Hello, Mr Tennant? We have a parcel for you down here. Too large to fit through the letterbox. Please come and sign for it." "What is it?" "It's a corpse. Pretty girl. Blocked nose." "Woo-hoo!")
Friday, February 24, 2006
Marie ends my week with a big giggle
I'm off to see GN&GL tonight. But this is a gem...
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I was in absolute stitches upon reading that; mainly imagining DT saying "Woohoo!"
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