Friday, April 14, 2006

Twenty tells the story of Good Friday.
"Come on now, fella, I don't want to whack you with this thing any more but you can't just lie there. What? I know it's fuckin' heavy and I don't envy you one little bit but if you don't pick that cross up and get moving then I'm gonna get a bollocking from my boss and I know you wouldn't want that to happen. I'm just doing me job, mate.

Good man, you're very forgiving I have to say. I wouldn't be half as nice as you about it.

It involves drinking: who'da thunk it?*


* Da Thunk It is the husband of Ma Thunk It and father to all the little Thunk Its.**

** Sorry, I couldn't resist. I don't know what's got into me...

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