In two weeks time I have a 2min slot at my local pub's comedy night.
I am starting to get scared, realizing It's not just 'what' you say but 'how' you say it. My friends reckon that my strong eastern European accent will get me through (They think it is funny). I don't think it shows up too much in my writing as I use a dictionary...a lot. Wish me luck, here goes.
Went to a funeral the other day, it was very boring, I want something better.
So I went to see my friend Sampson. He is the chief of our local tribe of Gypsies
affectionately known as 'The-do-as-you-likeys'
Rumour has it, they have disposed of dead bodies before.
Sampson suggested two options.
One.. For £40 (cash) I would be placed in the passenger seat of a stolen pick-up
truck. A mourner would skid the truck around some waste ground, then burn it out, with me still in it. Very Viking I thought, liked the flamey bit but too expensive
Two....For £14.99 I would be stuffed into an old refrigerator and fly-tipped at a local beauty-spot.
I spit into my palm and held out my hand for Sampson to shake,and thanked him most sincerely.
I can now die a happy man. Unless of course I am tortured to death by a psycho