Saturday, 3 January 2009

Ignore geography for this to work.

So, Hamlet's got a job as a bus driver, and he's taking a coach party to the other end of the kingdom. A puncture rips a tyre and the bus stops. Hamlet looks out, and sees sharp objects and potholes and speedbumps all the way down the road. Hamlet says, "this rotten interstate of Denmark!"

Happy 09.

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