Baal: whoa, sorry guys, that one was kinda hard work. Maybe not so much hit sauce on the burnt offering next time?
Guys.
Guys?
What just happened???
Guys.
Guys?
What just happened???
Anyway we never went back to Thailand.
and left another accordion.
The mirror sighed, and gave a grunt,
And said "Not you, you ugly creature".
Disgruntled peon: "yeah, and there's not much sign of 'U' in it either".
I don't want a Rolex Oyster, I just wish I had enough money.
Oh well. It's not the end of the world.
But I'm not saying another word until my lawyer gets here.
His father Samsonite was even more of a hard case.
I'll be standing in the kitchen going "now, what did I come in here after?".
He said "I like my girlfriends like I like my whisky: fourteen years old and mixed up with coke".
I was disgusted.
I thought I'd taught him to respect good Scotch.
The man next to me is waiting to have a musket wound treated.