Cream
Last night I was quietly and earnestly editing an educational music video for the local Young Christians Against Life On Earth group, of which I am an active and passionate member, when my partner Fiona brought home a bottle of Bailey's. I thanked her profusely, assuring her that she would live eternally in the here-after for invaluable services to humanity, and had a quiet glass of Irish cream. She went to bed, I did a bit of editing, then got up and got myself another glass. After a modest period of time I got up for another glass to sustain me in my toil for the promotion of Christian Values, such as Rent Extortion, Corporate Tax Avoidance and Disability Funding Axing. Imagine my surprise when I got to the bottle, slightly unsteadily from all my hard but rewarding labour, and found the bottle to be empty. Gone. Finished. Clearly a thief broke into our house while I was focussed on Spreading The Good Word through multi-media, and drained that bottle. Wait til...