Well, before stuff started exploding again in the UK, giving Crac and I a reason to sit in front of the TV and watch BBC World, we were pretty bored.
“So, what do you want to do today?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“I don’t care. I’ll do whatever.”
This went back and forth for about, I don’t know, two hours, before Cracola decided to mix things up a bit.
“We could take laxatives.”
“What the…laxatives? You want to take laxatives?”
“I don’t want to take laxatives. It’s just, you know, an idea.”
“I don’t get it.”
“At least if we took laxatives then we wouldn’t be sat here in the living room, we could take turns on the crapper.”
Um, yeah, you must be bored. That doesn't sound like fun........
Posted by: Susan-Warren Hospital | July 21, 2005 at 10:00 PM