One time a few years ago

I made myself a salad and then my missus phoned before I'd started it. She went on for ages, and when I finally got to eat it, the day had turned cold, and I didn't fancy salad any more, I wanted something warmer.

So I poured gravy on it. A lot of people are disgusted when I tell that wee story: seemed to make perfect sense to me.

Posted By: Sugbad The Bad, Apr 12, 19:39:40