Grimacing in pain or wreathed in smiles, there's not much to choose between them, is there?
If I can persuade you of that, then let us carry on. Cast your mind back to Sunday, when Conrad and the clan met up at Darling Daughter's suave apartment in Longsight*. Either her or Wonder Wifey were blathering on, and happened to mention a tee-shirt decorated with a picture of two owls, one of which wore a hat or cap or other piece of headwear not commonly associated with birds, that bore the legend "Bad".
Conrad, ever one to spot the potential for a bad pun, immediately leapt in with the comment "Beaking Bad!". Nobody seemed to appreciate this witticism, so he repeated it, again to no applause, which meant - you're ahead of me here, aren't you? - it got said a third time even louder than before, whereupon eyebrows were raised and the orbs beneath them rolled. Hey, a reaction's a reaction!
Close enough |
Alas, no! The Met has a size restriction policy of 50 cm cubed at the maximum for displays <sad face>
More Of First Bus
Always willing to dramatise the ride into work, First Bus has now taken to running a single-decker bus at the busiest times of the day, as with this morning. Conrad, being a passenger on these vehicles, and thus the lowest form of intellectual life in the First Bus book of Evolved Beings, has noted that, at peak times, First could run three double-decker buses per hour. So, as big fans of that party game Sardines, they only run two buses per hour and ensure that these are single-deckers, driven by bus drivers fully skilled in the art of Idiot.
I feel another complaint letter coming on ...
First Bus interactive training game - |
BOOJUM! Reviews Stuff
Film, television and a live show, hence the rather slack use of "stuff", which I hope you'll forgive. You know I like to be precise.
"Demolition": featuring Jake Gyllenhaal, and not to be confused with "Demolition Man". There isn't any tagline, so what's a chap to think? Plus he's not even wearing Personal Protective Equipment, so there's probably a dearth of things exploding. Avoid.
Close enough. Probably more exciting, too |
Ratchet Crank. Close enough |
Not only that, the advert features The Hulk and Spiderman - the world's biggest anger management problem and a reminder of hideous eight-legged freaks.
An incredible hulk |
World's bravest man |
"Mock me all you like. I'm RICH!" |
Now this - this is bouncy |
AAAAAGH!
Conrad, as you may be aware, likes to tackle The Metro's Cryptic Crossword on the way into work, since this acts as a mental limbering-up exercise for the day's duties. Every now and then a clue comes up that makes one shudder when solved, and today proved that. "Number" said the clue. 11 letters. I got A_A_S_H_TI_
Could I think of anything numerical that fitted? No I could not. Because it meant "Number" as in "To render numb" - ANAESTHETIC.
BAH! I am very cross! Very cross indeed!
* This is a lie; Darling Daughter get's her room organisation skills from Conrad.
** It certainly felt like it
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