Wednesday, 7 March 2012

the waddle remover

One of the ongoing jokes in our household, is when l try to grab under the FPO's chin, like Richard used to do in Ally McBeal many years ago, looking for 'waddle' (as you can tell, the hours fly by in our house).
What l need to buy her is one of these. I can just picture the look of infinite delight and uncontrollable joy as she rips open her birthday present to reveal one of these magical little contraptions smiling back at her, just begging and a pleading to be used.

The only trouble is, she'd probably throw it back in my face and tell me to use it myself.
Women! Pah! They don't appreciate the thought, time and effort that goes into hunting down this sort of stuff.

toodle pip

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