In my dream last night I was a comedy writer for a new David Jason sketch show. We were working on a sketch where David played a 1920s era London detective investigating a murder and his case had led him to Argentina.
We were playing on the “well known” stereotype that Argentinians always pause before finishing their sentences. The joke was that David’s character was trying not to show his frustration and impatience and the punchline was that he moved his office to Argentina because the culmalative time waiting for suspects to answer his questions meant that he wasn’t going back to England any time soon.
We were still working on making it funny.
Three things
Joe Biden was my supervisor at the grocery store I worked at.
Joe Biden is deathly afraid of peaches.
He is alergic to the tin-foil they use for Pop-Tarts so our store only carried off-brand toaster pastries.
- Her: ...it's homeopathic.
- YLF: A gay serial killer?
- YLF: Did you ever like U2?
- Mrs: No not really. You?
- YLF: Well, I liked that one song they did that sounded like all their other songs.
Why is Father Christmas always portrayed as an English speaking native? Where’s the fucking authenticity? Have him speak Finnish and put subtitles up for kiddies.
Goddam Tim Allan.
Wikipedia’s entry on Passive–aggressive behaviour reads like a page from my diary.
But with far fewer doodles of decapitated co-workers.
