In fantastical ways...
Like one time the other day I had been bored for many an hour in this box shaped room of numbskullery when I endeavored upon a voyage to the toilet. I let the portcullis down and jumped the snake pit and went into the bathroom, as I would do on any normal day of work. Inside the bathroom I found my MD Howard writthing on the floor, it turns out he was giving birth to my friend Stu.. So I called the Police..
When they officers of the law arrived on their gilded carrigaes they proceeded to attempt to arrest me for the encouragement of strange and unnatural acts. "Bugger this" I thought and shimmied down the u bend with the fork I had borrowed from the kitchen to eat my tuna pasta with.
In the sewers I discovered baby Stu was floating in a sink, I rolled him into my hair and climbed the tree at the end of the yard. In the branches I discovered the power of flight in my pocket yadley and flew to Paris...
Arriving ontop of the eiffel tower was surprising because I thought bison didn't travel in small circles. But forgetting inconsistencies in the animal kingdom reminded me of the pin number to my coinage deposit system. There upon I discovered that I had skivved a whole fifteen minutes with the added bonus of a million ruples for creative thought in a drab modern world.
Satisfied I walked round the corner to my desk and urinated upon the printing device for my abbacus.
(Manatee Fondler, Thu 28 Apr 2005, 12:21, Reply)