I have this overwhelming urge to stand on the desk in my cube and shout "My hovercraft is full of eels!" at the top of my voice. Excuse me for a moment.

Ah, that's better.

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[Dunx] I am often similarly overcome by such an urge while working in *a certain well-known UK based supermarket chain*. However, I combat this by phoning my supervisor for a price check, and all is well.

why dont they make more intersting stuff about curie marie

When I'm not busy inserting catheters I like to spend my time drinking TEA and wondering how Eskimos grow Cabbages?

widey] With underfloor heating units powered by lunar energy.

...lunar energy being the energy taken from the rage of people who were given really stupid first names by their parents and never had a chance (or maybe the guts; makes no odds) to tell them how cross they were.