Unbelievable! I Said, "what Would I Be

He Who Laughs Last Laughs The Laughiest.

Jas, You Are Three Hundred Miles Away. You Would Have To Have Nunga-nungas The Size Of France For Jock To Be Able To Rest His Hand On Them.

And The Kittykats Would Have To Erect Scaffolding And A Pulley To Get Him Down. Mind You, I Wouldn't Put That Past Them. Sometimes When They Are Behind The Sofa Supposedly Purring, I Think They Are Drilling.

This Soft Grass Suggests 'softness' To Me, But Also At The Same Time 'lying-down-ness'.

The Tannoy Is Crackling But I Can Only Hear Heavy Breathing And Snuffling. ... Uh-oh, The Tannoy Is Crackling Again. "sorry About That, Ladies And Gentlemen, I Momentarily Lost Hold Of My Pie.