Walrus: I need rescue out to the igloo immediately. Someone left the remote laying on the floor. I tripped over it on to the couch and I’ve been stuck here accidentally watching the ICC world test championship for the last three days.
Clint: “In all of the excitement I can’t remember if I ate three bowls of pintos or just two. I never realized my flatulence could be so rank…yes I did.”
Thats the face I made yesterday on my way to lunch when the homeless woman stood up and modeled her “fat male plumber in sweatpants” look, complete with manly crack on display and boots.
I click past them but not accidentally on my way to a channel about UFO’s.
I don’t even have them available to me anymore. Unless I accidently need to watch a sporting event on them.
Dispatcher: 911, what’s your emergency?
Walrus: I need rescue out to the igloo immediately. Someone left the remote laying on the floor. I tripped over it on to the couch and I’ve been stuck here accidentally watching the ICC world test championship for the last three days.
Dispatcher: are you injured?
Walrus: Heavens no. I just need someone to change the channel.
That, errr, wouldn’t be an accident I’m afraid.
What exactly are the conditions required for accidental sports viewership? Does Nielson have a separate category?
I need some better excuses for honey-do-list avoidance.
They should put a camera on the border and start the Illegal Immigration Channel..watching your country change, unabated, 24-7-365…
Clint: “In all of the excitement I can’t remember if I ate three bowls of pintos or just two. I never realized my flatulence could be so rank…yes I did.”
Thats the face I made yesterday on my way to lunch when the homeless woman stood up and modeled her “fat male plumber in sweatpants” look, complete with manly crack on display and boots.