Bwahahahahaha.

(And if you like that one then also see Honda’s Cog commercial, as blogged about in February. Neither clip resorts to any special effects.)

An Englishman, a Scotsman and an Irishman go into a pub. They order three pints of Guinness. The proprietor gives them the three pints, but just at that moment three flies land in each of the three glasses.

The Englishman pushes his glass away.

The Scotsman drinks the Guinness. Including the fly.

The Irishman picks the fly out of his pint of Guinness and thumps it up and down on the countertop yelling “Spit it out, ye bastard, will ye spit it out”

(NB: Witty title - and joke - blatantly stolen from Peter Biddlecombe.)

Me: I missed you so much! I’m so glad you’re home!
Him: You smell of sulphur.

This week I have discovered that my ability to park and to judge distance is highly inversely proportional to the amount of sleep I have had.

(NB: If the other half is reading this, you’d better come home quick before our insurance premiums mysteriously rise.)