Who am I? Where do I come from? Who is doing all the thinking for me? My dress doesn't fit, can I get a refund?
Oozed from a gloopy swamp in Kent during the early Triassic, then trapped in a disused tube station for millions of years, I have returned to wreak havoc and mayhem upon the earth. But first I'm going to have a cup of tea and a sit down.
Friday, 2 March 2007
Humour
The ancients believed that there were four humours. These were slapstick, sexual innuendo, surrealism and spoof. These days, of course, we know otherwise.
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