Mouth is too fast for brain, mouth starts trouble.
I just got told off for laughing at a hearse with a coffin in it.
No mourners, just the tall man from fantasm.
What sort of sick tosser laughs at a funeral?
Walking down the road, I espied the hearse and (at this point I was not laughing), a couple of cars behind it, there was a van from which loud dance music spewed forth, a bit like "boom, boom, boom, boom." You know the one.
I yelled "he's trying to get out!" and the mortuary bloke had a fit.
In other news, Stargod is recovering from falling out of the loft hatch again.
18.5 stone (269 pounds) hitting the solid concrete floor was deafening.
As this took place at night, downstairs was in darkness and so, he dissappeared into the shadowy depths like wylie coyote falling off a cliff.
On his way down, he managed to destroy the frame I had put in and fell along with that, 8 3" nails barely missed.
In a spectacularly botched attempt to stop this plummet, he also grabbed the table leg and the whole thing went grinding across the gaming colleseum, knocking everything over.
How thoughtless.
Star(god) of this show, was a defiler that clung onto the table edge, having fallen off, with 2 legs only.
Injuries were minor bruising and gashes and grazes from unknown sharpey stuff.
I thought you should know.