Friday, February 22, 2008

Oh, sweet mother of god

Word of warning; if, whilst visiting your mother and listening to a Grodscast, you pop on the headphones because your mother is talking baby talk to her "sprogs", you receive a text message on your mobile which is sitting next to said headphones make sure you have health insurance.

Because you'll be whimpering on the floor clutching your head, whilst your life blood trickles from your ears.

And as a testament to why it's a good thing I'm going back to my natural colour (dirty, dirty blonde) tomorrow, it's happened again whilst I'm writing this.

2 comments:

John Surname said...

Lying on the floor, bleeding from the ears? The GrodsCast generally has that effect on people.

Keri said...

Oh, well. At least it's not only me then.