Lunchbox March 25th
A walk to work was my desire, but my gout conspired to leave me at the mercy of automobile transportation.
My day was taken up with property matters and a meeting with a very nice member of the Bank of England's Monetary Policy Committee.
Senor Fork: I want out Mr Knife. I want to go back to Sheffield
Mr Knife: Don't worry darling I can cut it by myself. The act has never been the same since you drove my beloved Miss Spoon away.
Senor Fork: Don't be such a drama Queen, she left because... oh what the hell I'm going to tell you.
Mr Knife: Well come on darling out with it.
Senor Fork: Because like you she's not steel, but plastic
My day was taken up with property matters and a meeting with a very nice member of the Bank of England's Monetary Policy Committee.
RANDOM THOUGHT
Senor Fork: I want out Mr Knife. I want to go back to Sheffield
Mr Knife: Don't worry darling I can cut it by myself. The act has never been the same since you drove my beloved Miss Spoon away.
Senor Fork: Don't be such a drama Queen, she left because... oh what the hell I'm going to tell you.
Mr Knife: Well come on darling out with it.
Senor Fork: Because like you she's not steel, but plastic
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