Ibland har man kul på jobbet

Jag har börjat snickra ihop en historia som tydligen handlar om Todd. Tänkte ta ett utdrag ur den och publicera här (så långt jag kommit det vill säga). Den är på engelska, så förstår ni inte engelska är ni rätt körda. Dessutom borde ni ta en funderare på att börja plugga igen. Eller så är ni helt enkelt 11. Jag borde sätta åldersgräns här. Fan, är det ens nån som läser?

Det är säkert tack vare åldersgränsen som ingen läser.

It was one evening when Todd was sitting in his livingroom doing nothing that it happened. Suddenly, out of what seemed like nowhere, a dwarf the size of a midget came into the room. This guy was so tiny that he could probably be posing for porcelain figurines. Which happens to be how he made his money.
The little guy introduced himself by the name of “Bob”. Todd simply stared at him, wondering what the hell he was doing. First breaking and entering through what Todd assumed was the chimney and then having the nerves to introduce himself? As Bob of all names possible aswell, it was just rude.
“So…” Todd continued,
“Yes?” Bob replied,
“How about you let me in on the scoop?”, Todd said in a curious tone of voice,
“Scoop? What are you going on about?”, Bob answered,
“Yeah, about that… Like… What are you doing here?” Todd said, seemingly annoyed,
“Ooooh, that”, Bob replied in a haste,
“Yes, that”, Todd said in a higher pitch of voice than before, sounding alarmingly a lot like a female.
“Well, about that” Bob replied even faster,
“About what?” Todd said trying to deepen his voice thus sounding like a whale during its mating season.
“The “that”” Bob replied sounding a lot like a forward session of a really fast guitarsolo.
“What hat?” Todd yelled back
“No seriously” Bob said in a calm, yet fast, tone of voice
“WHAT?!” Todd screamed from the top of his lungs
This is where Bob did the unexpected, he jumped up onto Todds lap and took another giant leap over his head. While doing this he stole Todds hairpiece in one simple motion. Then he scurried out the mail slot in the door, out into the wilderness.

Man kanske ska fortsätta fila på den historien. Nä, ja just det, jag har ju en anteckning från gårdagens bravader om att jag ska kolla på nån serie som heter "Black books". Det ska tydligen vara brittisk humor, vilken till och från är oslagbar.