Mornin' each. Why is there chicken wire round my stool in the corner? To keep the possums off? No?
To protect me from flying missiles? Oh, was I singing again? AND telling bad jokes? Sorry! But when Mick says "Everybody sing" I thought that included me.
I think I'm allergic to possums, wake up with memory loss, sore throat, mysterious bruises.
Perhaps I'm being mistreated by the staff in the Munchhausen Ward at the Neil Young Center.
Nothing to do with falling over the garbage cans on the way out in the early hours? It wasn't my fault I was trying to chase off the possums,particularly that pink one and the dayglo orange one. They were eating chocolate chip cookies on the lids of the cans, didn't anyone else see them? Must get the Center to adjst my medication. In the meantime a large one please while I watch the tango demonstration. Or is it gutbarging? Difficult to tell,Bob ought to stick to the hornpipe.