Playing dead
Continuing the pet stories: "My grandad got rung by a neighbour and told their dog had died and was lying out in the street. Grandpa drives over to pick the dog up and, well, it's not dead, just napping. It hops into the car and he drives
home and parks in the garage and tries to get the dog out of his car and the dog just refuses to leave the warmth of the vehicle. So, my grandpa gets out and goes around to the other side to pull the dog out and then his car starts to roll backwards … straight through the closed garage door. Then the dog happily hops out."
Word play
A wonderful thread on Twitter for the word-lovers saw Eloise Leeson (@EloiseLeeson) tweet the following challenge: "Implausibly ruin a food item by changing one letter. I'll start: voleslaw." The best included, Pustard...Cornish Nasty...Wettuce...Pish Fingers... Soiled egg...Clap chowder... Rot Dogs...Minge and Potato Pie...Vegetable Spew... Retchup...Cinnamon Bums... Doghurt...Lasacne... Arsenips...Rottage Pie...Feetbix...Dread.
Must be the penguins