Two elderly ladies are sitting on a park bench, when an elderly man approaches them, flashes, and hobbles off.
'Did you see what I saw, Esme?'
'I'm not sure WHAT I saw, Rose, but whatever it was, it could do with a good ironing.'
Boru
'Did you see what I saw, Esme?'
'I'm not sure WHAT I saw, Rose, but whatever it was, it could do with a good ironing.'
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson