A decimated seaweed shrinker from Fulham, by the name of Pullman Grindulg, who wishes to remain anonymous, twisted his right eyeball whilst thumbing for a lift from a team of Belgian groin sniffers who were on their way to the annual "Confederacy for Dry Towelled Nutmeg Slingers"; who are visiting the UK for the first time.
They were dressed only in thermal saturated ham resistant knickerbockers, made privately by a firm located in the Outer Hebrides, via Swanage and Quebec (expect in February which has 28).
When asked what he hoped to achieve by this unfortunate occurrence, he answered that his mother had asked him to purchase their autographs but, upon learning that their inability to Stop within a logical and incoherent belly of a huge (and to the best of my knowledge) 'inflated' dog fish, it became obvious that all attempts would be futile.
The fate of his unfortunate eyeball has yet to be determined, but he remains hopeful of a full recovery.
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