An Essex girl is walking home from the pub and chatting to her mate on the phone. She's so engrossed in the conversation that she steps out into the road, right in front of a taxicab. The driver slams on the brakes, but can't avoid knocking her to the kerb.
He jumps out and hurries over to where she's lying in the gutter, sobbing in pain and shock. He kneels down beside her.
"I'm so, so sorry, I didn't see you! Are you hurt?" he says.
The girl wails, "I can't see - everything's a blur!"
Trying not to panic, the taxi driver holds out his hand. "How many fingers have I got up?" he asks.
The girl wails even louder. "Oh, don't tell me I'm paralysed from the waist down as well!"
He jumps out and hurries over to where she's lying in the gutter, sobbing in pain and shock. He kneels down beside her.
"I'm so, so sorry, I didn't see you! Are you hurt?" he says.
The girl wails, "I can't see - everything's a blur!"
Trying not to panic, the taxi driver holds out his hand. "How many fingers have I got up?" he asks.
The girl wails even louder. "Oh, don't tell me I'm paralysed from the waist down as well!"
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
