As previously posted, I'm currently dying from Bird Flu.
Last night I went to bed nice and early in an attempt to get some much needed sleep.
With the exception of my niece, anyone who phoned my house or my mobile after I'd gone to bed, will soon be beaten to death with a stale Ginsters pasty.
So, if you are one of the 5 who called, keep a look out for the tired looking, coughing, wheezing, spluttering, sneezing, chicken and mushroom pasty armed lunatic.
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I laugh at your bird flu and I will beat you around the head and ears and nostrils with my Pneumonia.
ha ha ha
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