Mentally-ill wife edition
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kelv
HEY YOU GUUUUYS
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>spend over £1000 on a guitar
>can't play it for toffee
and are there any moral implications of this happening in London or outside of London?
cannot fathom what being friends with a girl is like
reckon saints could spring a surprise on chelsea today
Would love to be a squaddie in 70s Belfast, hunting Provos by day and having illicit affairs with Catholic girls by night
I've written a little play. I hope you enjoy it. It's called At The Surgery
Act 1. Doctor is seated at his desk with Mrs. Jones, his patient of many years. She looks as if she's in considerable pain.
Doc: Hello Mrs. Jones. How can I help?
Mrs J: Well doctor, it's my back. It's playing up something awful. I'm in agony
Doctor examines Mrs. Jones, then asks her to take a seat again. He writes her a prescription for some pain killers.
Doc: Take these. 1 tablet 3 times a day
Mrs. J: Thank you doctor. Bye bye.
Doc: By the way, do you have private health cover?
Mrs. J: No doctor
Doc: Well, that'll be £65 + £20 prescription charge. Just pay the receptionist on your way out. We accept credit, debit cards and cash. The receptionist will give you your receipt.
Mrs. J: But doctor, I. ...
Suddenly, Mrs. Jones turns ashen with shock and faints. Doctor turns breaks the fourth wall, turns to audience and says:
This is how things will be under a conservative government. Vote Labour
THE END