As the coffin of a Parking Officer was being lowered into the grave, a voice from inside the coffin screams,
Im not dead! Im not dead! Let me out. Let me out.
The Vicar smiles, leans forward and, sucking air through his teeth, mutters,
Too late, mate. Ive already done the paperwork.
Possum; AKA:- Ali El-Aziz Mohamed Gundawiathan
Sent from my imperial66 typewriter using carrier pigeon, message sticks and smoke signals.
