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...
posted by I am not Kek-w @ 9:37 PM
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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".
LOL!! That's genius....!
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".
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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