Hello Peeps, for regular blog readers you know that I am the funny one, who can light up your day with a smile and a bit of light relief.
For people attending ProfGs clinics who don’t want to read this look at the Red
The neuros are the serious ones in grey suits who tell you how it is and dole our the good and bad news and sometimes tell you about their inner sensitive self. I woud say I don’t care that you don’t think there can be a God becuase he/she wouldn’t have invented an anal sphincter (yep ProfG really wrote this:-).
I know the pain of piles can make you do strange things when you are in painful delierium, but that wasn’t a joke. Leave it to the professionals and stick to the day job!
I woke up on April the First to see the headline that ProfG was to Retire. At the tender age of 55, he is off to watch the sunset on the south coast. I thought nice way to find out about the future…a blog post. Maybe he has taken a leaf from President Trump who gives out US foreign policy on Twitter. So after a shit-fit, I chilled and then thought April the First.
Now I am sure that when ProfG gets put out to grass, he has ambitions of sitting in front of the fire in his slippers with the dog lookin gat the sea on the South Coast. I often thought it could be the coast of Australia or South Africa. But after a few months of eating crappy seaside fish and chips…sorry no chips on the ultra low carb diet…. he’ll be dreaming of flying and the hustle and bustle and all those nice restuarants..The colorado beetle will have eaten all his potatoes and his bees will have flown the coupe or been eaten by the birds.
However, he is a dad and his daughters have not quite flown the nest yet. so whilst his secret weekend retreat to mark this important age milestone this weekend may have been to lay the foundation stone on the South Coast Pad, I think it is not just yet.
So why not be a comedian? An April the first Joke. The problem of predicting armageddon, is that some people forget the date and believe that armageddon is upon you. I would say to these people.
PLEASE DO NOT MOVE YOUR APPOINTMENT FORWARD SO THAT YOU GET TO SEE PROFG BEFORE HE RETIRES….HE’S NOT GOING YET… THE JOKE HAS BACKFIRED, HIS PA IS GETTING INUNDATED WITH CALLS AND PROFG IS GOING TO GET EXHAUSTED WITH THE EXTRA CLINICS, WHICH IS GOING TO MAKE HIM WANT TO RETIRE:-).
THIS IS WHY NEUROS SHOULD NOT BE COMEDIANS
Also why not say come back ProfG. It is not you that needs to have a Deed Pole Experience. You don’t need to change your name, you can be happy with your old name that people know and love.!
It is me that needs a Deed Pole Moment , because although you (ProfG) are a actually a drug dealer… these drugs are prescribed…I apparently on the other hand have the same name of a real drug dealer and so can no longer enter or leave countries without being stopped. I miss my taxis waiting at airports because I am held up at borders, I have to wait and bear it whilst the Home Office tells me there is nothing wrong. I have to where a T shirt every time I come into the UK (OK I don’t have to… but I do anyway) saying ” I am not that person……I can get it on a crappy T shirts why can’t you put in on a biometeic chip”.
If you get asked “Have you got anything stuffed” and you hear the snap of the rubber gloves. They are not asking about a Christmas turkey and you know what is coming next!. Now I know that some people will pay good money to get their prostate tickled, I’m not one of those people.