Thursday, March 11, 2010

I was in the health-food shop when a flustered-looking, middle-aged woman ran in. "I think I left my debit-card in here earlier," she said to the girl behind the counter.

"What's your name?" asked the girl.

"Er...Joan Crawford," said the woman, hopefully.

Joan Crawford: yeah, riiight...


At 11:35 pm, Blogger dubversion said...

my mum was in a mental hospital in the 80s with a man who was called William Shakespeare. Except he really WAS called William Shakespeare. Imagine how he fared in there.

"Hi, i'm William Shakespeare".
"oh, FUCK off".

At 8:14 am, Blogger I am not Kek-w said...

LOL!! That's genius....!

At 5:40 pm, Blogger I am not Kek-w said...

Lee, I told my wife - who's a nurse - about William Shakespeare and she laughed a lot and said "We had a Tony Hart in a few weeks ago." (Cue: "Vision On" music)

Apparently, they also had a John West on the ward.

"The fish that John West reject / Make John West the best".

At 9:07 pm, Blogger Dominic Zero said...

I just sat a guest in the studio called Harsh Pant. Now that's a damn good name by anybody's standards.


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