She won't thank me for telling you this, but I made C. laugh so much yesterday evening that she had to run upstairs to change her trousers. The cause of this gut-wrenching hilarity? I could make the cup of tea I had just drunk audibly slosh around in my stomach as I was sat on the sofa and apparently not moving a muscle....
I really am a comic genius.
Given that I can also make my eyes squeak by rubbing them, I'm beginning to think of a career change.
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