Not a lot of people know that ancient anglo-saxon incantations hold a magic all of their own. Take an example - Trying to fit a door frame into a hole with slightly smaller dimensions than itself. Armed with lump hammer, crow bar and silicon lubricant (the equivalent of bell, book and candle) you will never hear a builder using the phrase 'Please get into that space in the masonry kindly wood based product'. Yet, use the incantation 'Get the fuck in the hole you fucking oversized twat. What kind of fucking dick-head made this piece of shit in the first fucking place', followed by liberal application of afore mentioned apparatus generaly results in a mystical trasformation of previously un-bound items into one functional orrafice to ease the pedestrian passage of humanoid life-forms from one area to another.

Until the joiner comes to fit the door of course when the whole process begins again with saw, plane and screwdriver...

:D (eG)