Here it is finally – the end of the work week. As the clock on the wall drags its minute hand across the final hour its time for a bit of Friday levity.

This guy walks into a bar...

Recently someone wrote to us claiming they had been taken captive and was in a Turkish prison by way of explaining the lack of their response to our email messages.  Knowing the facetious nature of the letter we thought we would share our response with you (albeit slightly edited).

Dear Turkish Prisoner,

It is our assumption that your captors have stopped all normal communication with the outside world. Therefore we hope this carrier pigeon reaches you – after all it is the last of its kind as the species is extinct.  If it is not possible for you to send a return message by the same pigeon, please feed him; he will eat those nasty bugs in the bottom of your cell and be good company for you.  Another possible benefit is that he can be your taste tester – we understand that the food in the prison is barely fit for human consumption.

I hope this finds you sane and digging out of your prison cell. Remember to shore up the ceiling as you go along. You will find the planks from the ceiling work just fine for this (at least it did in movie The Great Escape).

We hope that you are in a single cell. If not, our advice is to always make sure you sleep face up. And remember, a toothbrush makes a great shiv.

All our love and concern

 Julie and Fran

P.S.

A note to our dear readers – in case you haven’t heard the joke that goes along with the picture it goes like this:  A guy walks into a bar with a frog on his head. The bartender looks up and says “Where did you get that thing?”  The frog says “Would you believe it started out as a wart on my ass?”

Have a good weekend. See you tommorow everyone.