"Sorry sir. We can't pull you back up. When we cut this cord, I want you to shout GERONIMOOOOOOoooooooe"
Pweedas' addiction to copiously posting on windsurfing forums whilst simultaneously driving under the influence of Oestrogen tablets adorned in a bevy of flak jackets and flame retardant suits was bound to end in tragedy.
As he was nearing retirement age Bert the bridge inspector preferred the comfort of his own cab then putting up with the elements chillin' his old bones.
Jimbob tried his best to ignore the new batman wall climbing fad that had taken the country by storm.
When Darth settled down with a family and a mortgage he had to sell the fancy costume and trade the hot rod in on a family wagon. Converting from the Death Star's right hand drive to a left hand drive car still troubled him at times.
"now remember to post your thoughts on twitter as you fall towards the Neil Pryde Logo"
Dwain is shocked to discover a new Twitter clause in his Neil Pryde contract.
Geologists test another carbonnet sequestration proposal.
"Hmm, lets see, thats 45 x 9.8 m/s/s x 700 kg x penetration factor 3.5....
OK boys, let her rip"
mom to little girl on the bank,"no sweety , you cant go sliding down the snowbank on that spare wheel, they might need it later!"
"Hold on Merv. International Rescue is on the Way."
"Cue the music and get those kiters up here. We need some convincing looking marionettes. Oh yeah. Get that Richiefish guy up here"