No, but I'm planning to have some rolls on Friday, piled with prawns. (You can call 'em shrimp, if you prefer.) No, it's not for Good Friday--April 14 is Mrs Didge's birthday and she loves prawns.
. . . and now for the latest news from the crime blotter: the police department is seeking the public's help in identifying the voice of the woman on a recording that was taken just before the beloved Randy D was severely wounded in the online prank that sent him careening over a cliff and tumbling 575 feet below, breaking 75% of the bones in his body. The woman, who has a thick accent of obscure European nature, suspiciously stays off camera as she eggs Randy D on, tricking him into changing directions as he demonstrates cartwheels. After he plummets to his disastrous plight, she is heard laughing with glee and clapping loudly. Please take a listen to see if you know who she is, and call the police non-emergency telephone number shown at the bottom of your screen. Here's the tale now.
"Oh, Randy, you're so virile, so manly! Look at those muscles, those tight abs! Sexy, sexy man! You are SO [unintelligible], Randy D, what a man, what a man, what a man! Woo hoo, I'll bet you could do some more of those cartwheels, probably all day long, couldn't you? Hey, why don't we film it and post it online? No, not that way, the lighting is much better over here. Yes, that's it, that's great, keep going, keep going, keep going! [Lowering her voice addressing the camera man: Hey, are you getting all of this on film? Watch as I get him really going.] Do it, Randy D, you're great! Yus! Wow, look at him go, LOLOLOLOLOLOL! No more grammar boy! I'll bet those rocks feel good as he bounces off of them, Lololololol! Yay, hahahahahahaha!"
I warned you against your bad habits, both with those cartwheels as with women. I hope you recover soon, but promise me to not chase every woman who reminds you about Grilly. It's not sure you survive the next time. Brought you some Grilled Cheese Sandwiches. I will leave them here at the table for you. Take care, I have to go now.
Nurse, does this woman really have to be here? I'm sure that by her very presence here she is impeding my recovery. (Hmmm, that nurse reminds me of someone . . . ) ~