Ask a Tongan why their grandparents don’t like Samoans.

Who are you? Where’s the regular nurse?

Jesus, I read about that technique in a science magazine in the 90s.

I once read a post by an Etsy clothes-maker complaining that pants with pockets were her worst-selling items. Maybe that’s why?

I’m not a warrior, I’ve just lost the memory of what happened last time, and all the numbers after 8 and the word for those flapping flying things that sit on power lines. People keep talking about Traumatic Brain Injury. I think that’s my favourite punk band?

Yep.

Leftover… cheese? I know what each of those words mean individually, but put them together like that and you’ve lost me.

I drank an entire bottle of coke in the first act, which made the last act seem infinite.

It was an amateur production of Shakespeare’s As You Like It that a friend and his son were both acting in. It could have been quite stodgy, but the actors made it good fun.

Count me in the column of people who think Verne is equally well-known to Wells. Heck, I’m part way through Off on a Comet at the moment.

Accidentally inhaling a drinking straw.

Much less of a problem now that I’ve stopped using them, admittedly.

No TV in the bedroom. Bedroom is for other activities.

How about letting me know what’s behind that link before I click it.

Well it is the most wonderful time of the year.

They’re cats. How would you stop them?

Now this is what I pay my taxes for.

Is the caduceus there as a religious symbol?

Is the Stitch?

Maybe we just shift all the plaques.

Last week I had a really vivid dream in which I was using the Donald Trump Memorial Toilet. He wasn’t dead in the dream, but I felt like I was sending him a strong hint.

I was at a friend’s father’s funeral and someone had to stop the celebrant and let him know he was eulogising the wrong person.

No need to over-engineer it. 4-year olds work for juice. That’s gotta be cheaper than AI tokens.