T'was a good night to be sure, got home in reasonable condition and managed to get to work okay.
A special thanks must go to Ted for claiming ownership of a fart that I thought was mine. Until his admission of guilt, I was deeply troubled that my brand may have changed beyond all recognition.
That's not to accuse Ted of having a brand that's in any way repugnant, in fact it had a textural warmth and a fruity aftertaste, with just the hint of an eggy background, it could have done with more onions, but that's just a personal opinion, all in all, it was a good braf. But it was not my brand.
Tux turn around man 
Teddy it's time you saw a razorblade ya hairy sod 
