Reminds me of a day when I was returning to work and I popped in to home. My wife was out and I re-arranged my son's train track on the lounge floor to spell the words "I love you" and went on my way. Soon enough my wife phoned and I waited to bask in the glory of my soppily romantic gesture, but she sounded panicked - "Somebody has been in the house, or we have a ghost", she said. "How do you know?" I asked, again waiting to receive plaudits for my amorous outpourings. "Because they've left the toilet seat up", she said. By which time my son had destroyed all evidence of my romantic endeavours.
Answer - toilet seat
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Posted by Fletch
on 2006-01-03 11:50:58 |