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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

You must have sat on a damp horse

Pregnancy is an extreme measure but staff morale is low and confidence in the tunnels is at low ebb. Even one of the young lads on the counter is asking people if his ankles look swollen. Two of the girls are comparing morning sicknesses with the experiences of some of our more mature ladies.

"I can't keep anything down. I keep trying to eat healthy food but it all comes right back up. The only food I can keep down is chips and crisps."

"That's your body's way of telling you the baby's going to be born in Helminthdale."


Gadjo Dilo said...

We never this trouble with Charles Bronson.

Kevin Musgrove said...

a consumate professional...