Coffee really burns when it comes out of your nostrils. Damn that hurt, now Shirl is glaring at me as I get more kitchen towel to wipe my desk and keyboard..... and chin.
I look at the screen, another explosive fit of giggling. I think I'll put my brew to one side for a minute.
Spike is trying to visualise TI pooping in P80s shoes. Hell, a cat in DCU was bad enough.