Where am I?
In any argument that my sister and I had circa 1984 one of us would inevitably bash the others head against the wall. Without fail, this would then result in the person who has just had their head bashed, slumping against the wall in a very unconvincing state of 'unconsciousness'. After about 2 seconds they would 'come round', put on the feeblest voice possible and would choke out the words "Where..... am... I?" This was intended to provoke an Oh-no-what-have-I-done-she's-lost-her-memory kind of reaction from the head basher and then the bashee would laugh at them and think themselves very clever indeed. It never worked. Ever. So I don't even know why we did it so many times. We did live in the fens though.

And she stabbed me in the leg with a pencil and I still have the lead mark too.
(patbutcherearrings, Thu 18 Aug 2005, 16:50, Reply)