Lets put it all together for a celebration of the twisted bowel.
(clapping, stamping, sound of floor giving way, screams as audience plunge into an uncertain future.)
Technical details improve reliability of impossibility.
Back to ‘normal’ Uncle-Daddy time.
Uncle-Daddy realizing that his life is in jeopardy makes off to the ‘Top-End’ to get the help of the only Medical Officer he has known who can lick the skin off the N1H5 Bird flu without vomiting in his martini!
Well, I hope you all liked it put into the one post.
Farewell until the next time we are fed into a inter-dimensional smoothie machine and forced to endure extreme cold, savage lust, and finally a hot sidewalk.
Horserotovator is off to one side.