The Missus is in the kitchen sorting stuff out. Over the Yule break she has gone into sorting out overdrive and I am a tad worried that she is becoming some sort of Stepford Wife, albeit a sarcastic one with a streak of random violence...As she tidies she is watching a musical on telly and its theme tune is being sung so I join in and make up my own lyrics on the last line.
'Gangbang chitty-chitty gangbang, our fine foreskin-fendered friend...'
I think this is quite funny but applause is not forthcoming and I turn around to see the Missus has stopped her sorting out.
'You bastard. You've managed to ruin yet another Xmas movie for me...'
Survival instinct kicks in. I leave the kitchen. Quickly...
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