That's how I imagine myself while watching Star Trek every night at eleven o'clock.All tucked up in bed with a whining missus.
'Oh, the cat is heavy. Why is it on my legs? What's that noise its making? What are those teeth foAAARGHHHH! Little bastard!' *cat/wall interface*
'hohoho'
'You are a bastard. That's not funny.'
('Oh, the cat is heavy. Why is it on my legs? What's that noise its making? What are those teeth foAAARGHHHH! Little bastard!' *cat/wall interface*
'hohoho'
'You are a bastard. That's not funny.'
Bingowings 2011 Businessman of the Year (Watford Branch),
Sat 8 Mar 2008, 2:30,
archived)