This policeman came up to me with a pencil and a piece of very thin paper. He said, "I want you to trace someone for me."
Black holes. I don't know what people see in them. Exit signs? They're on their way out.
Crime in multi-storey car parks. That is wrong on so many different levels.
I went out on a date with Simile. I don't know what I metaphor.
So I met the bloke who invented crosswords today. I can't remember his name, it's P something T something R.
So I got home, and the phone was ringing. I picked it up, and said 'Who's speaking please?' And a voice said 'You are.'