Due to the recession…

My pun has been laid off this week.

Before you all start cheering, I will replace a pun with a short story that applies in this situation*.

The story is about two cars that were in an accident.

These motors meant a lot to their owners and were given names. One was called ‘Hunch’ and the other was called ‘Red’.

The only impartial witness to the accident was a rather posh chap who spoke very quickly and insisted in dropping his ‘H’s during conversation.

He was eventually approached by a policeman who wanted to take a statement.

The rozzer asked the witness: “Can you tell me very briefly who was responsible? Who hit who?”

The posh chap gabbled: ”Car Red ‘it Car ‘unch.”

\coat
\here all week
\veal
\and so forth

*OK, so I lied. but so have the government…and the banks *shakes fist*
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Thu 29 Jan 2009, 11:29, 3 replies)

Surely he wouldn't be that posh
if he insisted on dropping his "aitches".

That sounds more like a passing cockney.
( Bazongaloid, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 11:32, closed)

Oh, I don't know...

I'm still a bit hungover, truth be told
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Thu 29 Jan 2009, 11:33, closed)

There you go...
putting the 'oof' into 'Pooflake'...
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 29 Jan 2009, 11:43, closed)