Finally, she girded her loins, leaned forward in a haze of pheremones and Chanel, and purred,
“So, what exactly do you think of when you answer the call of nature?”
It took a few seconds to work out what she meant, and I decided the only fair response was to respond with perfect media-trained skill to which I felt sure she could relate - I answered her question with a question.
“Sitting, or standing?”
At which, she suddenly became confused, blushed, started to stammer, gathered her audio recording device and hurriedly left.
- Cleeseblog, 23 July 2008